My re-reading of the Harry Potter series, which culminated in a seven-hour marathon, was delightful, as usual. As is always does, re-reading the entire series firstly, reminds me of all the things I love about them, and secondly, allows me to see the story as whole. To see it's progression, it's growing-up, if you will. I appreciate the books as a reader, as a fervent fan, but I also appreciate Rowling's skill on a more academic level. She knew what the ending would be almost she started the beginning, as some writer's do, and she managed to keep the series a cohesive whole. No mean feat, I assure you. And it's not until you get to the end that you really begin to see the beginning.

Rowling wields the tools of writing with astounding skill. Her use of foreshadowing, which are sometimes more like hints, is among the most subtle I have ever seen. Yet in a close re-reading make you go "oh my god! she's talking about so-and-so there, I can't believe I didn't see it before!" Of course, the way she uses narrative misdirection is fantastic. I just love it.

I think the success of the Harry Potter series is not only to do the singular story of the Boy Who Lived, but is as much due to the way she tells that story.

I go onward though, and am about to read The Tales of Beedle the Bard. Wish me luck!