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Didn’t Reserve a Copy of the final book?

Maybe it’s me, but something about people dressed up as characters as a book sitting in line at a bookstore for hours is unnerving. (I know, I know. Been to Rocky Horror when I was a college student. Went to Interactive Holy Grail showings. Dressed up as a blue crayon for Halloween. It’s a paradox.) I never remember to reserve a copy, either. (My wife reads them, I watch the movies.)

If you’re willing to pay full price, you can do what I did for book six. I bought it at the airport. Airport bookstores don’t usually allow reservations and they most certainly will not have hundreds of people dressed up as wizards hanging around for hours. After all, who wants to pay for parking, right?

Here in the city I live, the Quick Park is 75 cents for the first 15 minutes, the first 5 are free. I can park, get to the bookstore and leave before having to pay. If I do hesitate, then I’m only out 75 cents. Even better, I can usually get the audio book with little to no trouble.

If I get Slashdotted, well, it’s my fault.