Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince
One Sunday afternoon about four years ago I became reasonably bored and took a trip to the Border’s store across the street from my house. Keep in mind that I wasn’t a big reader at the time; the last book I actually finished was Catch 22 for high school English class almost two years before that. I looked around – with store coupon in hand – until I found a box-set of books with the same name as some movies I’d seen at a friends house. Settling into my Laz-y-boy chair that afternoon, I officially tore into Harry Potter and The Sorcerer’s Stone, reading by daylight until the sun set and I persuaded myself to finish it in bed. Since that day I’ve enjoyed every J.K. Rowling novel twice, continued my renaissance in reading pretty frequently, I’ve become involved with creative writing at my college, and followed my interest as it’s turned into a love for stories in general.
