Sister, lover, French major, radical birth doula/labor assistant, feminist, pagan, anti-oppression, queer, polyamorous, French Canadian, Hufflepuff, in love with pizza and my cat.
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Today, I don’t want to be awake. What a surprise. But I can say that I had a lovely evening last night, filled with fancy goat cheese shells, watching Return Of The King while translating Harry Potter into Elvish, and completing a charcoal sketch of Beyonce. So like, my life isn’t that bad, whatever.
TO THE PERSON IN CHESTERFIELD BUILDING WITH A NEW DEATHLY HALLOWS BOOK:
Thank you SO MUCH for stealing my favorite book AND leaving me with nothing to do while I worked the freight elevator all morning. I hope the book is super duper interesting, and I hope someone steals it from you when you are right in the middle of the Battle of Hogwarts. If you change your mind and decide to be a decent person, feel free to email me. If not, it’s cool, I’m gonna check the lobby camera. So don’t worry too much about it. Know who else was a thief? Voldemort. You are Voldemort.
Last night I dreamed that I was on the run from Voldemort with Ron and Hermione (Harry was there at first but then we got separated from him in this carnival play palace) and the three of us were all dating each other and it was the most glorious thing that has ever not happened but as the dream progressed Voldemort started following us through some foothills in a big SUV and then it turns out that Voldemort in my dreams looks like my dad what’s up with that, man.
I said to Arthur, my American editor - we had an interesting conversation during the editing of seven - the moment when Harry takes Draco's wand, Arthur said, God, that's the moment when the ownership of the Elder wand is actually transferred? And I said, that's right. He said, shouldn't that be a bit more dramatic? And I said, no, not at all, the reverse. I said to Arthur, I think it really puts the elaborate, grandiose plans of Dumbledore and Voldemort in their place. That actually the history of the wizarding world hinged on two teenage boys wrestling with each other. They weren't even using magic. It became an ugly little corner tussle for the possession of wands. And I really liked that - that very human moment, as opposed to these two wizards who were twitching strings and manipulating and implanting information and husbanding information and guarding information, you know? Ultimately it just came down to that, a little scuffle and fistfight in the corner and pulling a wand away.
Melissa Anelli:
It says a lot about the world at large, I think, about conflict in the world, it's these little things -
J. K. Rowing:
And the difference one individual can make. Always, the difference one individual can make.
“Like Snape, a POTIONS master, died from venom. Like he didn’t have an anti-venom potion on him considering he hangs out with Voldemort who he knows kills people with his giant snake. As if.”
Anna told me I’m just looking for gay characters, so I’ll ask you guys; did anyone else think lupin and tonks were gay until they got together?
Half the people who ever existed thought that.
Tell her she’s just looking for straight characters.
I mean let’s not give up hope. I am not allowing Lupin and Tonks to be straight in my head. We can just say queer and leave it at that and then everybody’s happy!
(really there’s hardly any question of Lupin’s queerness, duh, but Tonks could very well be straight and I WON’T HAVE IT)
Spent the day with this perfect lady! Now sitting in the living room eating the leftovers from my grandma’s Easter dinner (which just so happened to be mostly veggies - the only meat she served was a plate of ham and I’m convinced she was doing it to be sweet) and watching the sixth Harry Potter movie. Also I curled my hair yesterday for the first time in many years (you can only see the slept-on remnants in the picture), and I really liked it so I think I’m going to invest in a curling iron.