Ta dah. I told you. I wasn’t joking when I wrote that I have too many things to say. So, guess what? Four hours after writing my first blog post ever I’m already back. May I say how awesome, inspiring, surprising, perfect Harry Potter And The Deathly Hallows was? OK, I’m not going into details but wow, is it even possible that a story is so freakin fascinating? I remember getting my first copy of a Harry Potter book ten years ago. I was so excited and I thought that it was the best story ever. Can you believe that my heart beat at the same rhytm as it did when I was nine and I went to see Harry, Ron and Hermione looking for a philosopher’s stone? I don’t know what it is about that woman (in case you’ve never heard of her, she’s known as Joanne Kathleen Rowling). And I don’t know what it is about this novel. What I know is that everytime I see Daniel Radcliffe or Emma Watson on that screen or I re-read for the twentieth time my favorite chapters from each book, I understand why literature is the most powerful art on Earth.
Of course it is happening inside your head, Harry, but why on earth should that mean that it is not real? – Albus Dumbledore from ” Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows