Just a quick post before I lose this thought.
I got lost in the Wizarding world of JK Rowling one last time this Sunday. No spoilers here, so read on. I read cover to cover the last book in the Harry Potter series. It was 2AM before I went to sleep. But it was worth it. The book was fantastic. The ending divine.
When I started reading Harry's tale I thought it would just be some hack's attempt at children's fantasy. I thought I wouldn't give into the fad that was sweeping the nation. I was wrong. Rowling's work is deep, many-layered, and altogether masterful. Now that's it's "over" I can hardly believe it is. I just hope that one day the author brings us back to the Wizarding world for some new adventure with some new character or one familiar. Because I can hardly bare never knowing more about that unknown place, muggle that I am.
It is an amazing place she's created, akin to Tolkien's Middle-earth or Lewis' Narnia. I know there is likely a sect of people who would rather never revisit Hogwart's. People who think these 7 books might be sullied by writing more. But for my part, I do hope she does. There's so much more to tell, or so I hope. And if one day she does write more on those things which I cannot comprehend, I'll be gladly lost again amidst the familiar confines of that great castle.