Harry Potter holds a special place in my memory. I used to read the books one chapter at a time to my kids when they were small. Just before bedtime, with my son on my left elbow and my daughter on the right we’d curl up on the big master bed with extra feather pillows. I’d do my best to bring the story to life with different voices for each character.
I remember my son slapping the page and exclaiming “I just hate that Malfoy!!” as I was reading him with such a snotty tone. My daughter asked me to pause when she got a little too scared by my evil, gravelly Voldemort voice. I remember both kids cheering “YES!!” when Harry won the quidditch match for Gryffindor. I didn’t know it at the time, but I was instilling a love of reading books – a love of imagination – in my kids that will last throughout their lives.
Any book or movie series that achieves worldwide popularity is bound to draw both praise and criticism. All I have to say to J.K. Rowling is… thanks. Any work that can get kids to line up for a midnight release of a BOOK is not a bad thing.
Last night I saw a TV interview showing Rowling’s first visit back to the humble flat where she wrote the first Harry Potter book. She experienced a wave of emotion recalling the faith that she lived on all those months, believing that she was creating something that would matter to someone. I am inspired by J.K. Rowling and appreciate the gift of her perseverance.
If you are working on a project of faith, you have no idea whether it will impact one or 100 million. But that is no reason to stop. Keep going and finish it. The one person it impacts might just be you.