I just finished the third Harry Potter book. For the first time.
I know, it’s like I’ve broken some sort of rule never having read the books until now. But I sort of enjoy breaking rules, so whatever.
I had an unofficial boycott of the books when they first came out–I was beyond sick of hearing of Quiddich and Hogwarts from family members. Then I decided to wait to read them for the first time with my daughter.
We made it through the first two books. She liked them, but I could tell her attention waned toward the end of the second one. And really, she’s only four so she has plenty of time to grow into the series.
But I wanted to know what was going to happen to Harry. Well done, J.K. Rowling! I have a pile of books taller than me begging to be read, and Harry Potter floated to the top. I’m thoroughly enjoying the writing, but I’m really just enjoying being immersed in Harry’s world.
(It’s also giving me an excuse to avoid long hours of editing. Shhh! Don’t tell anyone!)