Put it this way: I needed an escape, and Harry filled the bill.
One of my little piano students loaned me his books. He was so sweet about it (it was his mommy's idea). I thought I would just try the first one, and then tell him I was "too busy" to read the rest, but I became addicted.
I normally read only non-fiction, so this is quite a stretch for me.
I finally talked hubby into seeing FOTR again; we're going tomorrow. FOR SURE THIS TIME.