A Dream Come True

I decided to keep this blog open when I traveled to London. I wanted my family to stay connected to me even though I was many miles and an ocean away from them. I don't regret going to England. I only regret that I couldn't have been able to stay there longer.

Out of all those days there's one I remember clearly. From some of my past blog you can tell I'm obsessed with Harry Potter and I'll forever be obsessed. As you know London was where the film was made and there was other cities involved too. The last Harry Potter movie, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part II was to be premiered while I was in Worcester. After so much planning me and three other people were able to skip class on that Thursday and to to London to see the premiere of Harry Potter. The red carpet actually. I was freaking thrilled.

To this day my heart pounds harder and faster when I think about all the stars that I grew up watching walk around in front of me. That they're actually 'real'. I just want to scream in happiness right now but I can imagine that not going well during my professional writing class. To this day I haven't posted the pictures on Facebook because honestly I just want to keep them to myself.

On thing that I wanted to happen when I was there is that I wanted to see Alan Rickman. One of my favorite actors, I wanted him to show up that day, just so I could see him. I was already mad at Tom Felton because he always shows up early and I showed up 10 minutes after it started and he had already gone through. I was just there in time to take one picture of him. I wasn't able to get into the fenced area because I couldn't very well camp out for five days before. I had class to attend but I would have if I could have.

Anyway I remember hitting Sid so hard because I saw Alan Rickman show up. I was super excited. Too excited. Ah!!! I could scream now but I can't. I was so happy I was able to see the stars of Harry Potter one time before their last hurrah! It was the experience of a lifetime and I was so happy to be there for it. Since I'm writing about this I'm going to post a couple pictures of the premiere on this blog.

Why Books?

When I was a little girl I wouldn't go near a book with words to save my life. I remember my mom trying to get me to read in school but for the life of me I would not do it. Reading was stupid, reading was boring and there was no point in reading a book that didn't have any pictures. The day I started reading books I was forever hooked. Hooked in a world where fantasies are brought to life and my dream lover is with me. The very first book I remember reading for pleasure and not for school is Harry Potter. JK Rowling started the love I have for books.

It's honestly why I'm obsessed with Harry Potter and why I plan eventually to get a tattoo revolving around the wizarding world. I grew up with it and it will forever remain in my life.

My grandmother had asked my mom if I wanted a Kindle or a Nook one year for Christmas. The first words out of my mother's mouth was No. I don't want a Kindle. One of my future dreams has been wanting a library in my future home where it'll be covered, wall to wall in books. Kinda like Beauty and the Beast, the library Beast gifts to Bell.

When I go look for books to buy whether at the book store or a hand-me down garage sale I'm very particular in what I buy. I love the paperback and hardback, mostly paperback. When I'm in an actual bookstore it's almost like a kid in a toy store. They want everything. Well I want everything. Feeling the pages full of words that somebody took probably a year to write. For their fans or even to survive the world.

I want to become an author. I feel more connected with the author knowing that the finished project in my hand is something they spend hours upon hours on. I have the finished product that they had pictured in their head. When you're writing a novel, for me anyway, I don't picture the final project being a website or without a binding. I picture holding the three hundred page novel in my hand where I've spent probably hours trying to pick out the novel cover, making sure my picture looks right on the back. It's just not the same when you read it on a Kindle or a Nook.

Another benefit that I love about actually purchasing the book is the look on your bookshelf. If you follow an author's books and you keep them in order on your shelf it just looks cool. I mean I have graphic novels and those would not work on a Kindle.

Another example to why having the real thing is awesome. I don't know what a Kindle or Nook does so I can't say I do. But one thing that I love about having the book there with me is that you can exchange them. My best friend and I swap books all the time. He wanted to read a book I owned and I wanted a book of his. If you wanted to do this on Kindle would you just have to exchange Kindle's?

I don't know if this explains why I would rather have the real book or not, this might just be rambling in my head but I know deep down in my heart I would want to have the binding in my hands, the smell of a new book just bought. I didn't grow up with an electronic book in my hand and neither will my kids. History has always been found in book and my imagination will forever be fueled by the feel of the pages and the smell of a new book just printed.