Week 20: The Cuckoo’s Calling by Robert Galbraith (aka J.K. Rowling)

postcards from far away

CuckooI was a soon-to-be junior in high school when Harry Potter and The Deathly Hallows was released. I remember where I was, and who I was with. I had just finished my morning shift at Target on that July day, and I happened to be with the asshole cashier who spoiled the ending for me, as he had heard on Wikipedia, as he sold it to me. Thanks, dude. Like many other fans, I stayed up all night reading it. I distinctly recall that I was in tears as I closed the 759th page, the last page, of that book. I cried not because Fred died in the end, or because that loser who still works at Target spoiled the end for me, but because I knew it was the last time that I would ever read a Harry Potter book for the first time. This would not be Rowling’s last book…

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