*Note, there are no spoilers in this post. Safely read on:) *

So, you are about to get a glimpse into my life and see how truly nerdy I am! Comic-Con was nothing. Read on at your own risk!

Tony and I, of course, picked up our Harry Potter book at midnight, as any self respecting Potter fan would. But we were so afraid of being spoilered, that instead of attending the late night party as we usually would, we showed up at the last minute. Wearing earplugs. With headphones over them. Blaring music through our ipods.

Of course, we couldn’t understand a thing the girl at the cash register said, but I think we gave her the right amount of money.

I know there’s a lot of mixed emotions from people in the book industry about Harry Potter. Some people don’t see what makes it so special. Some people don’t think the writing’s very good. Some people wish that their books had midnight release parties. But I have always LOVED the Harry Potter books. It is pure joy to read them and escape to a world where an average, bullied boy can suddenly be a hero with incredible powers. It’s everyone’s secret dream. That is, after all, the definition of fantasy.

And now that the series is all over, I feel a bit lost to not have another Harry Potter to look forward to. On the last page, I read slower and slower, realizing they were the last new Harry Potter words I would read. I was glad and satisfied to get to the end of the stories, but reluctant to leave that world behind.

But the wonderful thing about books, the thing that pulled me again and again towards writing, is that all you have to do is open the book again. The world is waiting for you like a comfortable blanket or, sometimes, like a dizzying amusement park ride. There will never be another first read, but you find hidden treasures as you read a book again and again. And again.

And so here is my haiku in honor of Hogwarts and Dumbledore and Harry and especially J.K. Rowling who took millions of people on this spectacular adventure with her.

Quidditch, Thestrals, Scars.
I want to fly there again.
Obliviate me!

Posted in Haiku review, I heart this book, Writing

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