I saw this recently online and it made me smile. (If you don't read/watch/listen to the Harry Potter series...it might make NO sense to you.)
I know many people who absolutely ADORE the Lord of the Rings series. It quietly runs in their heads, even when they aren't reading/watching the stories. For others it is the Anne of Green Gables series. Or the Little House on the Prairie set. Or the Wizard of Oz.
Good books worm their way into the fiber of our being. We got far beyond just identifying with the story, characters, or themes. They become an explanation of life if you really come to FEEL a story. They become part of you.
I have a couple of writer friends--one published, and one (I'm certain) soon will be--and they have connections with their stories in a completely different way. But they write and give life and birth to a story they have grown in their minds and on their paper/laptops to release them into the world for others to discover and (hopefully) love. I don't have a literary parenthood. I've neverf had a story I just HAD to write or tell. But I sure can enjoy them when others share theirs.
For whatever reasons, Harry Potter is the one that I came to love. I feel like I grew into adult hood with these stories--though to be honest, I was an adult when they were first published. I love the characters, the story, the themes of good vs evil, of love conquering all, and that ultimately, our choices really do show who we really are, far more than our abilities.
It is a work I constantly return to visit. I love the films, but I adore the books...particularly the audio books. Those characters live in me. They may have been Jo Rowling's first, but they will also be mine forever.
Friday, January 31, 2014
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