Okay… I wouldn’t be able to legitimately consider myself a middle grade writer if I didn’t write something about Pottermore. For those of you who don’t know, last week, J.K. Rowling announced Pottermore. All of the YA and MG writing community is astir with excitement tempered with frustration at “the end of publishing as we know it.”
I’m surprised Pottermore is only now starting to exist.
How can J.K. Rowling not move with the times and offer an online experience? We’ve gone from the physical book, to film, to an amusement park, and I hope to heck that Rowling finds a million more ways to make bank off of the series. It’s brilliant and I can’t but make her my role model.
Am I joining up with Pottermore?
I hardly like the Potter movies.
In my opinion, the true way to experience Harry is in a queen-sized bed, with no one else in the house, and no reason to wash my face for a day. I like the feel of the pages between my fingers and that I picture Lee Jordan wrong every time I read his name. And I don’t care. Because the Harry Potter in my head is SO much better than anything anyone else can offer me.
If I ever get an eReader, I’m sure Harry Potter will be one of my purchases… if I get one.
But that’s just me.
I don’t blame anyone for wanting an online Potter experience. And overall, I think it’s a good thing for stories to be experienced in various and new mediums.