Harry Potter and the Unrelenting Fan

In four weeks I conquered it – the Harry Potter series. Quite a feat, I say. Definitely no world record, but a record for me, nonetheless. And all I can say at the end of it….. W.O.W. What a fantastical world J.K. Rowling has conjured up for herself and the muggle world: wizards and witches, parsletongue, spells and incantations, goblins, giants, werewolves, Diagon Alley, Hogwarts, horcruxes, Death Eaters, invisibility cloaks – I will be forever infatuated and forever indebted to this piece of literary greatness. I can only imagine she is the J.R.R. Tolkien of this millennium, creating an equally fantastical world to Middle Earth of the Lord of the Rings trilogy.

I have been eating, dreaming, breathing, pissing Harry Potter for the last month. In the transition between sleep and wake I’ve literally had to convince myself that the wizarding world was not real, and I was not in it, and Harry’s problems were not my own. So engulfed and entrenched I became, it’s ridiculous, this thing we call the mind!

True they may technically be children’s books, but Rowling’s vivid, intricate descriptions of everything from the world she created, to feelings, thoughts, and moments was nothing short of brilliant. She has a true knack for putting pen to paper and I am utterly inspired. I hope I have taken a few tips from her and can translate that into my own writing.

As for now, I haven't been unable to fully let go of the books. I am not yet ready to live my own life again, so continue to intrude upon Harry's. As such, I have committed to re-reading the 7^th book in hopes that after I finish, the time between then and the movie release will go quickly and painlessly. 

Up next in my queue: Freakonomics by Steven Levitt and Stephen Dubner.