July 21st, 2007

The News

The many pleasures of last night's Harry Potter festivities at our local Barnes & Noble, which culminated in Skylar walking out of the store at 12:08pm with her copy of the book rapturously clutched to her bosom, were retroactively magnified by the discovery that she had made the internet edition of The Arizona Daily Star:

When I saw the photographer shooting her -- he even gave her his card afterwards -- I thought it might be because, amid the mounting madness, she had plopped herself on the floor with a grown-up equestrian magazine to read. That's what I told her, anyway. "It shows that reading the Harry Potter books can lead children to do other kinds of reading. They love telling that kind of story." She was pleased with this explanation for her brief moment in the spotlight. But she was even more pleased to see her best friend from last year amid the revelers, even if the latter hasn't kept pace with her reading over the summer and remains mired -- "Gasp!" -- in the first third of Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix.


Tears filled my eyes repeatedly, but most of them came during outwardly happy moments. I'm sure immersing myself so fully had a lot to do with that, since I'm usually far more detached than that. Yes, I realize that both of these confessions may be construed as damning by some of you. But I've turned a new leaf in my college-ruled journal.