I have a few things to say about something that has come to my attention. I am very disheartened by this news, but since I can't publicly say I'm disheartened by this without being tarred and feathered, I am going to talk about it on my LiveJournal. Call me bigoted and call me intolerant, but this is how I truly feel.

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Happy Birthday JK Rowling and Harry Potter!!  Here's to many more happy days and many more great books and all sorts of other coolness!! ^_^

What a fitting way to end teh BEST MONTH EVAR!! :3

ETA: Since Leaky isn't linking to it, from Jo's site (with a little tweaking from MS Paint):

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I had this all written up yesterday, but then LJ went dark and soooo.... yeah.  Hope I can remember everything.

Leaky just posted something fantastic. It goes without saying that spoilers are included in this link, so proceed with caution (unless of course you've finished the book, in which case you are free to click away).

More spoilers beneath the cut...

I was going to wait to do this, but Leaky posted one last news item from JKRowling.com.  It's a note from Jo acknowledging all the amazing people that got her to this point (and if I could link directly to her note, I would.  You go to Jo's website, click on the pink eraser on her desk.  That takes you to a closed door that usually has a "Do Not Disturb" sign on it, but the sign is gone.  Click the handle and the door opens to reveal a desk with a piece of paper on it.  Click the paper and read the note.  The Lexicon might have it up later, who knows?).  It humbles me that someone so wonderful and talented will come up with a letter to everyone who's helped her and it's even more awesome that she included her oldest daughter the way that she did.

I've been trying to come up with a meaningful way to express what I'm feeling right now.  On the one hand, I've been waiting for this since I was a goofy high school sophomore.  I want there to be closure to Harry's story - whether that bodes well or ill.  Then again, I don't want the experience to end either.

I have known Harry through what I call my "Formative Years" - through high school and college (some of us are late bloomers).  When I was first introduced to Harry, I was a shy little geek without a driver's license that wouldn't take a chance on anything.  I wouldn't stick up for myself or the people/things I love and am loyal to.  I was content to go wherever the wind took me and, looking back, I would not have been happy where I would have ended up (on a lighter note, I could hardly run the internet before Harry).  But now, all of that has changed to one degree or another.  I've learned that I love writing stories as well as reading them.  I've learned that I can have an opinion and a belief system that may not be popular with the rest of the world.  I've learned to stick up for myself and those I love because it's the right thing to do.  I've learned that it's okay to make mistakes (as long as Dumbledore likes it and he'll reward your house with a million points ^_^)  In short, I find myself echoing Melissa Anelli of the Leaky Cauldron: Before Harry, there was nothing brave about me.  After Harry, I work every day to be a deserving member of the House of Gryffindor.

Harry has been with me in my joys and triumphs and also my letdowns.  My good days were made better by the influence of Harry Potter and my bad days were made less bad by the examples Harry and his friends provide.  From the books to the movies to the websites to the podcasts to the nutty fan discussions to the disagreements to the midnights of release date insanity - I have found things that make me happy and things that I've applied in my life that have made me a better person.

There are precious few things that have come along in my life that have made such an impact and Harry Potter is one of them.  Because of Harry, I have gained the confidence to tackle things that I would probably would have otherwise avoided.  I have made so many good friends and acquaintances that I wouldn't have known.  I'm not saying that I credit Harry Potter 100% with everything good in my life, but he's responsible for a substantial portion of it.  If I had to make a list, it would go: Heavenly Father, Jesus Christ, Mom and Dad, Family, Friends, Harry Potter, Everything Else (considering what Everything Else entails, trust me, that's substantial).

In conclusion, as I was coming home last night, I was listening to the "Wicked" soundtrack and a song came on that I felt was perfect to express what I want to say.  If I could send out a song dedication to Harry Potter and Jo Rowling, this would be it.  It's called "For Good":

I've heard it said
That people come into our lives for a reason
Bringing something we must learn
And we are led
To those who help us most to grow
If we let them
And we help them in return
Well, I don't know if I believe that's true
But I know I'm who I am today
Because I knew you:

Like a comet pulled from orbit
As it passes a sun
Like a stream that meets a boulder
Halfway through the wood
Who can say if I've been changed for the better?
But because I knew you
I have been changed for good

It well may be
That we will never meet again
In this lifetime
So let me say before we part
So much of me
Is made of what I learned from you
You'll be with me
Like a handprint on my heart
And now whatever way our stories end
I know you have re-written mine
By being my friend:
Like a ship blown from its mooring
By a wind off the sea
Like a seed dropped by a skybird
In a distant wood
Who can say if I've been changed for the better?
But because I knew you:

Because I knew you:

I have been changed for good

And just to clear the air
I ask forgiveness
For the things I've done you blame me for

But then, I guess we know
There's blame to share

And none of it seems to matter anymore

Like a comet pulled from orbit as it passes the sun.
Like a stream the meets a boulder halfway through the wood.

Like a ship blown from its mooring by a wind off the sea.
Like a seed dropped by a bird in the wood.

Who can say if I've been changed for the better?
I do believe I have been changed for the better?

And because I knew you:

Because I knew you:

Because I knew you:
I have been changed for good.

I am grateful for my aunt and uncle recommending Harry Potter to our family all those years ago.  I'm grateful for a lazy summer day in August 2000 where I saw a little unopened paperback book sitting on the bookshelf in the basement.  I'm grateful that I was prompted to open that little book and read "Mr. and Mrs. Dursley of number four Privet Drive..."  I'm grateful for everything that has happened to me since and I am honored to have grown up with Harry and tagged along for all his adventures.  Even though the fandom and friendships will continue, the journey ends tonight and, while I'm sure many tears will be shed, I am grateful for everything it has meant to me.

"With you whatever happens."

See you on the flip side.

Love from,
Jenny Wildcat
July 20, 2007

PS, As of right now, my internet existence is null and void (what with Potter parties to attend and books to read and such).  I'll probably be back on Monday with a greater understanding of the universe ^_~

First, for the good news:

The Indianapolis Colts won the Super Bowl!!!11!!!  My team won the Super Bowl!!  A team that I've actually been cheering for since Day 1 won the Super Bowl!!  It's a miracle!

I love being vindicated in my loyalties ^_^

It was wild, it was wet and it was exciting.  Nails were bitten and howls were emitted.  And I loved every surprising minute of it.  Of course, I loved it more when it was apparent that the Colts would be taking home the Lombardi trophy.  I think the reason they have such hilarious commercials for the Super Bowl is because the fans that have such a vested interest in the game need a way to relax and a break from all the white-knuckle intensity.  It's not so much to bring people who could care less about football, even though it's a good way to get ratings.  Whatever intercepts your Rex Grossman pass, I say :)

One of the best parts of the game was that it was a competition between two class-act teams.  There was no drama, no weird news from the players, no bizarre twists leading up to the game... nothing!  Everything was acted out on the field between the Colts and the Bears, as it should be.  T.O. and that dweeb on ESPN's "1st and 10" might not like it, but they're idiots (I wish I could remember that dweeb's name).

Anyway, yeah for the Colts getting their defense up to snuff for the playoffs and for the offense being brilliant, as usual.  I honestly didn't know who they'd give the Super Bowl MVP to.  Peyton Manning was incredible, but so was Joseph Addai and Dominic Rhodes and if I could bake cookies for the Colts' defense, I would (whether or not they'd want to eat them is another story).  Then, there's Mr. Classy-and-Awesomeness, himself, Coach Tony Dungy. *bowage*  I'm just so thrilled to no end.

Then, of course, I have to get off my high horse long enough to go to class on Monday and am brought back to reality.  I'm really starting to hate college and having to be so snooty and intellectual.  Last Thursday, I had a poem workshopped in my Poetry Writing class and the feedback I got was that it was too obvious and not depressing enough for all these emo beatniks.  I intended it to be straightforward, yet applicable to anyone who read it.  They don't want that, I guess.  They want to appreciate the art for art's sake and to heck with me trying to teach them anything.  Bozos.

Then there's the perils of literary fiction.  I have learned that literary fiction is literary fiction because the character changes without ever leaving the couch and the "60 Minute" rerun.  It's all philosophical (which I hate) and nothing of consequence ever happens.  It's supposed to be how life really is, except that's stupid.  I dunno... it's hard to describe, but it's certainly not what Jo Rowling or Tolkien writes.  I guess plot is all out of style.  Too bad, because I get into really good story lines, but that's not what get published in literary magazines.

I guess I should be thankful that I have experience in other fields of English and that the subject of a degree matters little once you actually have the darn thing.  I'm probably not going to be another Franz Kafka (read him if you want your head to explode), but my idols are the likes of JK Rowling, JRR Tolkien and CS Lewis (and Christopher Paolini is moving up the list).

As if I ever want to become a jaded, cynical, pothole of a human being (also known as the English professor).  I'll talk about this more when I have time (and when I'm really irked about it again).

Love from,
Jenny Wildcat



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