I have not always had an appreciation for books as I do today. I read when I was required to but not really for my own pleasure. Sure I was addicted to the thought of Goosebump books as a child but they were just fluff to fill the time between when my mother was yelling at me about something. I read the classics in high school and liked them but nothing really found a place in my heart until the Harry Potter books dropped into my life. My cousin had this crazy hatred for them and I loved her and didn't want her to get mad at me so I avoided them. She was way into Lord of the Rings and I am going to put it here in writing. I don't care much for those books. The Hobbit is fun and full of adventure and good storytelling but The Rings is just so boring and they never stop fucking singing and walking. When the parties split the books get even more boring. I could sit for days and let my dad tell me about those books but after reading them twice each I can sit and say that I could go forever not reading them again.
Ok, with that said back to Harry. So one day I was really sick and my girlfriend at the time was reading the just released 5th Harry Potter book next to me in bed and she asked if I had ever read them or seen the at the time two released movies. I said no and that I didn't really have a want to see them. She looked at me with a crazy stern face and just got up and left. She returned about an hour later with the second movie because it had just been released on DVD and she hadn't seen it and since I said it didn't matter I started with the second story. She popped it in from basically scene one I was hooked. I was there 110% with Harry and his friends in their magical world.
Ok, with that said back to Harry. So one day I was really sick and my girlfriend at the time was reading the just released 5th Harry Potter book next to me in bed and she asked if I had ever read them or seen the at the time two released movies. I said no and that I didn't really have a want to see them. She looked at me with a crazy stern face and just got up and left. She returned about an hour later with the second movie because it had just been released on DVD and she hadn't seen it and since I said it didn't matter I started with the second story. She popped it in from basically scene one I was hooked. I was there 110% with Harry and his friends in their magical world.
As soon as that movie ended I wanted more, no I needed more. My sick rattled brain needed something to cure it and at the time I thought only more magical wizard kids could do it. I convinced her to go and get me the first movie and the third book. She didn't have the first movie and the video stores were closed but she did come back with the third book. I read it in one sitting. I just couldn't put it down. I had never had this feeling from a book before and especially from what is labeled as children's book. I loved everything about that book and still to this day it's my favorite, mostly because it's the only book that doesn't have Voldemort in it.
Soon after I got to watch the first movie and loved it so freaking much. I got the books at a used bookstore and tore threw them as fast as I could. I think I read the first 5 book at least 6 times each before the 6th book hit bookshelves. I was lucky to fall in love with the books close to the end of the series but I still had to wait on those last two painful books like everyone else did. I went to midnight releases for the movies and books and I have fallen asleep countless times with a Harry Potter book in my hand.
Harry is one of the biggest reasons I write. I owe a lot to J.K for how amazingly she could build a world that everyone would love to belong to. I can't really imagine what it would have been like reading these books before I was 11 and just hoping I would get my letter in the mail. I hope to one day have that kind of connection with my readers. I hope that my now completed novel makes people cry and laugh along with my characters. I hope they care enough to be mad at the deaths and feel the joy right along with my creations.
I could write for days on this topic but I just wanted to do a short one today and maybe another one later. Just in case you were wondering why I had the Slytherin flag flying high it's because I am one. I was sorted into the emerald and grey house on Pottermore and I coudl
Soon after I got to watch the first movie and loved it so freaking much. I got the books at a used bookstore and tore threw them as fast as I could. I think I read the first 5 book at least 6 times each before the 6th book hit bookshelves. I was lucky to fall in love with the books close to the end of the series but I still had to wait on those last two painful books like everyone else did. I went to midnight releases for the movies and books and I have fallen asleep countless times with a Harry Potter book in my hand.
Harry is one of the biggest reasons I write. I owe a lot to J.K for how amazingly she could build a world that everyone would love to belong to. I can't really imagine what it would have been like reading these books before I was 11 and just hoping I would get my letter in the mail. I hope to one day have that kind of connection with my readers. I hope that my now completed novel makes people cry and laugh along with my characters. I hope they care enough to be mad at the deaths and feel the joy right along with my creations.
I could write for days on this topic but I just wanted to do a short one today and maybe another one later. Just in case you were wondering why I had the Slytherin flag flying high it's because I am one. I was sorted into the emerald and grey house on Pottermore and I coudl