Something has been plaguing my mind for quite some time…
I can hold it in no longer. It is the mere and simple fact that the final volume in the Harry Potter (HP) series is due out this July. A mere two months away. I’ve contemplated this fact for well over a year now, but was comforted, because it was a ways off. However with this end so near upon me I feel the need to discuss my feelings.
Yes, you read correctly my feelings. Hello my name is Nicole, and I have very strong feelings about a book. However it’s not just any book. It’s the final. The end of an era so to speak. I’ve contemplated reading one page at a time, but I know that’s never going to work. That as soon as I get it in my hand it will be all I can do not to put it down. It’s bitter sweet and I am only a mere fan, a reader. I can’t imagine how JKR feels about it. Well actually I have a pretty good idea as I’ve read up on her feelings on her website.
I can’t be the only person in all the world of Harry Potter fanatics who feels this way. And I in no uncertain terms consider my self a crazed fanatic. FYI.
It’s just my love of books. A love I know my son has inherited so I have that to look forward to, one day reading HP with Michael. Its funny I even hope that he’ll have similar characteristics as HP… noble, honest, brave, a loyal friend, and a tad bit too mischievous. It’s altogether charming if I do say so my self. Oh dear, I’ve begun to ramble. Its just that I’ve got so much in my head that I want to say, and its not just about HP and his conclusion. It was jus the catalyst that that got me started on this thought process, thinking about all the books I’ve read, and those ones that have become true favorites, treasured copies, that I have read over at least once. It’s the first lines that draw me in. The characters for me become real almost. When I’m reading a good story, in my head I can picture them so clear it’s almost as if they were real. Consequences I guess of an over active imagination. I must say that I truly wish I could put this over active imagination of mind to good use and write something decent. The ever elusive (at least for me) idea, that perhaps, just perhaps, might lead to publishing, then one can really only dream a best seller. At least my son has inherited that from me as well. Just today he was freaking my husband out because he was talking about purple dragons and monsters. He’s only just turned 3. It’s really quite endearing. There I go again rambling. It’s just that when I think of writing anything, I immediately call to mind my favorite books. Jane Eyre, Pride and Prejudice, Harry Potter…anything, Bridget Jones… anything. The Count of Monte Cristo, Dracula.
Well for a girl who dreams of writing the “great American novel” one day. She does so admire the British talent doesn’t she? Even now as I write this my own blog, I’m writing it and hearing a British accent in my head almost like a Kate Winslet. WEIRD. I guess it’s because I was and am thinking of Harry Potter and since they do live in England well what else is a Harry Potter blog suppose to sound like?