Productivity is up

There's nothing like a Harry Potter to speed up your reading times. I won't say anything else about the book, except that, oddly enough, it had one thing in common with The Sportswriter: an epilogue. And there is nothing I hate more in books (and movies) than unnecessary shit tacked on at the end. The story is over when the story is over. The end. Finis. Sayonara, see you later, auf Wiedersehen, good night. Maybe I'm just grumpy because now I really need to get reading The Midnight Disease.