J.K. Rowling is one of the greatest authors of all time. Wait, let me clarify that. J.K. Rowling blew my mind as a kid and I haven’t read a book since 2009. That’s when I got Netflix. However, like everybody else on the planet, I never stopped being a huge fan of Harry Potter. It’s in your blood and you can’t get rid of it. It’s like AIDS. Although I thought that Harry Potter ended perfectly, I always wanted more. At least, I thought I did.
Years after Rowling put down her pen, she picked up her smartphone and began Tweeting out fun facts about Harry Potter that didn’t make it into the books. Sure, I had a hunch that Dumbledore was gay. We all did, but J.K. confirmed it with a simple Tweet. Did these facts add anything to the story? Not at all. Were they fun for the fans? Hell yes.
Lately J.K.’s Tweets have gotten out of hand. Today I woke up to the series of Harry Potter Tweets from J.K. Rowling herself and I’m starting to think she is going off the deep end.