The End

Why is it that all anybody cares about these days is the end? Why do they care about the end if they never bother to concern themselves with what goes on in medias res? After finishing Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, at least three people at work asked me, "So, does Harry die?" I answered, "I'm not saying!" to all three.

One man indicated that he was really interested in the last book, and that he'd "have to look up how that one ends." I replied in an innocent yet barely accusing tone, "Why don't you just read the book?" He stammered some reply, "Yeah, I'll look into that..." What difference does it maketo you, whether or not Harry Potter dies if you have never taken the time to read his story? If the only important element of a story was the ending, the publishing industry would be out of business. Authors write books, not synopses.

One woman said she forced her husband who took the time to read Deathly Hallows to tell her how it ended. I shook my head and told her she shouldn't have done that. What amazed me was that she was at least interested in the books, having read the first three! I asked her why she would want to know how it ends when she could read everything that happens from where she left off. She replied she didn't have time to read, and I responded that she could listen to them in her car on the way to work. But too late for that, I guess.

A Beginning

I have tried to force myself to keep a journal for several years now. But my thoughts go too quickly for me to handwrite them, and I end up putting off journaling for several days, often running into weeks. I hope that with a blog I will be able to keep a better practice of writing my thoughts and happenings on a more regular basis.

I am about to enter college and think that what better time is there for me to start something this blog, with such a new, big change?