Hmm. 10/10 for those of you that joined 2 hour queues. I have a feeling that the "bookshops in Cambridge" experience was a little different from the "Tescos in Coventry" experience, where there were about 15 people waiting next to a man with a big Embargoed box when I wandered in at 2 minutes to midnight. Which meant I had my hands on a copy within seconds, but it was only a fiver if you managed to spend 50 UKP on Other Things, so I then dutifully went off and did the weeks shopping for the next hour. When I got home M insisted I went to bed, so I didn't even get to start until this morning. Still, it's the thought that counts.
Mmm, a whole day reading curled up in front of a fire with chocolate. I need more days like that.
It was a Harry Potter book. The cheerfully optimistic nature of children's books, where good does triumph and no-one really important dies. The Exciting Discovery of more of the old charactors Back Story which all the good HP books have done so well. The easy reading page turning nature. The slightly contrived mcguffins and the never quite explained psuedo-magic plot points. I think it was better than 4,5 and 6. Although it suffered a little from Buffy-itus (ie, everyone running around having a big and dramatic fight scene all at once).
Funny, if you know so many people are going to read your final book, and be inspired or dispirited or impressed, if you have that kind of power... it must be overwhelming wondering what kind of a message to send them.
Could say other stuff, but now I have finished it I will go out and Get a Life instead :-)