Tuesday, 11 December, 2001
Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone
Today is my sister Marie's birthday. Happy birthday, Marie! No, I won't tell you how old she is. I learned long ago that you don't ask a woman's age, and you don't tell if you know.
I picked up the first Harry Potter book, Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone, at the airport bookstore and finished it in my hotel this evening. I know, I must be the last person in the world to have read the book. So sue me. It's an excellent children's book--not nearly as dark and scary as the movie (which I haven't seen) apparently is. It's just a fun read. I won't say I'm a "fan," but I can certainly understand why Harry Potter is so popular with children and adults. Having read the book, I have no real desire to go see the movie. Nobody's going to turn me into a toad for that, are they?