The Oddest Week of My Life continues.
Potter spoilers are piling up fast and furious. I’ve talked to more than one person who has read the entire online copy; I’ve had more spoilers than I asked for. I don’t care. I’m still eager to hold that last copy in my hands, and to sink into the experience of finally–after seven years’ waiting–READ it.
I ate lunch yesterday at Atz’ Soda Shop.
When I was in high school I was in many plays. Because we were a small school, those plays were held in the larger auditorium of Concordia Lutheran High School. I spent many a night hanging out late at Concordia for dress rehearsals, tech rehearsals, prop set-up, stage set-up and just plain teenagerisms. The Atz down the street was open late, and would often feed us suppers. I flirted with guys I liked, laughed and joked. Eating at Atz’ yesterday was a trip down memory lane. I loved it.
I’m in a weird place because so much of what is happening this week begs to be written down, but I don’t have the silence of mind to get it all in a neat, digestible form. I certainly don’t have the discipline right now to make it all entertaining.
Our plans have changed slightly with regard to the Harry Potter Party. It turns out that the Allen Co. Public Library is hosting its own party, and will have books for sale from the BookMark–an independent bookseller. That’s the party we’ll be at. After covering all the parties for Music City Bloggers, I realised that the Chain stores are having Chain parties. I assume that they’ll be fun, but still feel slightly “canned”–sort of like Vacation Bible School.
I imagine that every store in the chain will get a “Harry Potter Release Party Kit” from the Home Office In New York City. While the Accidental Tourist vibe may be okay for some, I’d just as soon go to the party hosted by people who have to use their own ingenuity and put their own twist on things just for love of the books. Besides which, the party is at the LIBRARY. The library. My secular church. So, yeah. I’m getting quite excited.