Two years after putting it down, I’ve picked up Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows by J.K. Rowling again. It is the last one in the series and I feel like I ought to have read it by now. The thing is…I can’t seem to get into it. Maybe too much time has past since I read book 6. But I tried reading it immediately following book 6 and I still struggled with it. That’s why I put it down!
A part of me realizes this is a very interesting story but I’m just not feeling engaged with it. I put it down and think, ‘ughhhh, have to pick that back up again.’ To make myself finish, I’ve refused to let myself go to the library and so it is now basically the last book in the library basket. This measure is only partially working, however, because I’ve been inspired to read books I already own and never finished.
Maybe my problem is with how long it is? That doesn’t normally daunt me, but in this case it feels like I’m not making any progress.
I know it is dangerous to say anything bad about Harry Potter. I’m ready to accept the consequences because I’m trying. I really am. I’ll finish this! Somehow…someday!