Another birthday present:
J.K. Rowling has finished the seventh book.
Seven years ago, I must admit, I looked at Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone with scorn.
I've read fantasy books all my life and I could not figure out why people were getting so excited over a book about a normal kid who discovers he has magical powers and goes to a school for wizards/magicians/witches/warlocks. It's not like these ideas hadn't popped up in many variations before, and in books by authors I adored and respected.
I really thought Harry Potter was another dumbed down version of good things that already existed and that people were just jumping on the trendy bandwagon.
It was a year before I caved in and bought the first book.
I bought the second book within a week.
Truly, it doesn't matter if elements of the Harry Potter books have been in other books before. There are many different delicious dishes made out of flour and eggs. The Harry Potter books are good stories. And that, my dears, is why I read voraciously. Because I love good stories.
I can't wait for Book 7.
And while we're on the subject of fantasy, magic and fairy tales, Pan's Labyrinth is a haunting and beautiful movie and, yes, I think it will be one of my lifelong favorites. I first read about it at Inside a Black Apple, and I point you there, as her description is right on point.