A Good Series Is Hard To Find.
Mere moments ago I finished Inheritance, the fourth and final book of the Inheritance Cycle, and although the feeling for me was not as intense as when I underwent the same process with first the Harry Potter books and then the films it was the same feeling.
In the past 1,626 Days (232 Weeks and 2 Days or roughly 3 1/2 years) I have experienced the conclusion of an important part of my childhood. Starting with finishing the reading of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, then watching the final film of the same name and just now finishing Inheritance, and while I am not yet an adult with each of the conclusions I feel I have shed a layer of my childhood. With the completion of this series I complete all the books with which I grew as a person and learned about myself, I no longer will await the next installment eagerly despite the years between books and although I’ll never stop re-reading I say goodbye to all the charterers I loved because I will no longer watch them grow without knowing the outcome. Although I shall read more books, and no doubt many will touch me deeply, none will mean as much to me as those that helped me grow into myself.
With Eragon I dealt with my anger; anger at being trapped in a body that never did all I asked of it. With Eragon I learned to protect my mind and myself while still being able to love and trust.
With Saphira I learned that love is not a weakness, I learned to be strong with the iron in my bones and brave with the fire in my belly. And with Saphira I learned to let go and soar.
With Eragon, Brom, Saphira, Glaidr, Arya, Murtagh, Thorn and even Gallbatorix I learned the importance of names, and began the internal quest for my own true name.
With Harry I learned the importance and strength that lies in love for others, I learned that sacfriface for those you love is no sacrifice at all.
With Ron and Hermione I learned that one can find love in the most unexpected place.
With Hermione I learned “Books! And cleverness! There are more important things — friendship and bravery.”
With Draco I learned that it is never too late to change.
With Snape I learned that bravery comes in all colors, even green.
And with Tom Riddle I learned that Life without human connection, friendhip and love, is no life at all.
Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone
Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets
Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban
Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire
Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix
Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince
Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows
These 11 books have changed my life and made me the person I am today. A Slytherin and a Dragon Rider.
Yours in Queerness,
Posted on January 2, 2012, in Ideas, Life, Love, Music/Pop Culture, My Mind, My Past, Other, Stories, The Past, The Present, Uncategorized and tagged book, child, childhood, dreams, eragon, Fire, gender, Harry, kindness, Love, memory, Potter, queer, self, teen, youth. Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.