finished book seven.

i don’t know that i have anything particularly interesting to say at the moment. maybe after the next read.

it was very good, and also very painful to read.

i believe i commented to someone the other day that just because you have a theory on something coming to pass in a story, and you think that that thing passing is an appropriate thing to have happen — the example i gave was spike’s death in the buffy finale; it was really the only thing they could do with spike, the best thing they could do with him, but that doesn’t necessarily make me happy to see them kill a favorite character — just because something is appropriate and right for a story doesn’t necessarily make it easier to have happen, if you’re attached to the story. so reading book seven was really sort of an exercise in painful things happening to characters you love, but in the best possible ways.