Harry Potter Reflection

Flipping through multiple pages of pictures and words by Dr. Seuss, I was 4 years old when I learned how to read. Shaking with fear due to Harry Potter’s impending doom, I was 7 years old when I entered the world of fiction novels. “What if the Boy-Who-Lived was not our dear Harry Potter? What if Harry Potter replaced Tom Riddle as He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named? What if a certain silver-eyed Slytherin bully took the place of Harry Potter, the protagonist who lived under a cupboard?” I was 12 years old when I got captivated by the preternatural works of fanfiction. Before discovering this world of fan-written works of art, I was the type of person to picture exactly what the book says. Not once did I think about reading between the lines. I never

Combine together new concepts, dilemmas, and characterization to for a new plotline. Coat the original story with the new plotline while keeping in mind to maintain the same aura. Cook and articulate the new plotline into an enticing tale that catches readers’ attention, holds their focus, and pulls them closer with every word read. In fanfiction, I saw the art of making my tempura. (should this sentence be at the start or oks lang here) I held a great admiration and respect for fanfiction authors. With the broadness of their imagination and their passion for the topic of their works, I was often starstruck with humans and our ability to do great things. The thought that some fanfiction writers are part of my peer group generated my dream of becoming an author. However, my imagination was narrow; or at least I thought

In here, my imagination could barf out the weirdest ideas but these would somehow make sense when eloquently written. I found a home in swiftly scribbling down ideas and getting frustrated when forgetfulness suddenly makes itself known in the midst of writing. I had always believed in the confines of my creativity. Show my 10 year old self a writing prompt I recently made and watch her lose her mind from laughter when you tell her that her future self made it. Through fanfiction, I realized that I was underestimating the extent of my creativity. To end, here is a quote by Andrew Murphy, “You are confined only by the walls you build yourself.” I would like to add these words of mine, “Break the walls down and discover the uniqueness of life through your