Funny how I always seem to come back to Harry Potter.
I think it’s because I found myself as a reader AND as a writer thanks to
Harry, or, should I say, thanks to J.K Rowling. As a reader, because there was
a lot of time in between books for conjectures and for discussing hidden clues
and author intent, and as a writer, because, thanks to the HP fandom and the
people I met while I was part of it (it feels like a long time ago, in a galaxy
far, far away), I was first introduced to the wonderful notion that hey, maybe
I COULD do this. Maybe it was possible.
It’s been a long time. I’ve grown up (mostly). I’ve
written (a whole lot). I’ve lost contact with most of the people I discussed
the Harry/Ginny dynamic with (though, thankfully, not all of them. The
important ones remain). And yet, walking into Diagon Alley, and then, later,
into Hogsmeade, in a recent trip to Universal, I felt fifteen again, reading
Harry Potter for the first time. I remembered midnight lines, dressing up and meeting
up people I’d only talked to online to go wait on more lines and see a movie. I
remembered the magic, and the awe, and that final chapter, the culmination of
ten years of writing for an author, and of waiting, for its fans. And once
again, I thought, let me write something like this. Something this wonderful,
and complex, and …life-changing.
Perhaps I never will. Maybe I’m asking too much of the
universe. Harry Potter has already given me more than one person should ask
for. But more than all those things I’ve mentioned above, it’s given me
lessons. Life lessons, yes, but also writing lessons. Plan ahead. Don’t yield
to other people’s opinions, also. These are your characters, and no one knows
them better than you. Take as much time as the story needs. And, above all those
keep writing, even when you are at your lowest, even when things look bad, even
when there’s nothing to be gained by it. Keep writing because that’s who you
are. It’s what you do.
You
write.
And, if you’re like me, you also plan a return trip to
Hogwarts, this time, with those people who’d appreciate it just as much.
Lessons are fun, and exploring is also fun, but there’s nothing quite like
geeking out with people who understand what every little thing means, and how
hard it was to get to that point.
So, Hogwarts next year? The butterbeer is on me.
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