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Potter-y.
For those with a toe in the Potterverse, I found this theory really interesting: Knight2King. There's obsessive textual analysis and one really quite interesting theory about how it's all going to shake out based on the chess game in Philosopher's Stone as foreshadowing of the Second War. The analysis does therefore ask you to believe that not only does JKR know exactly what she's doing, but she has known since she wrote book one. Personally, I find myself willing to buy that part, and for the rest... really interesting.
Also, I've been thinking about the HP books a lot lately. Specifically about OotP, which didn't hit me quite the way I thought it would. I was wrapped up in it while I was reading it--scared for the twins, and everybody else I was briefly convinced was about to die--but when I hit Sirius' death it just didn't register. Which is weird, because if you'd told me beforehand, I'd have expected to be really broken up over it. Maybe it was the way it was presented - much like Anya's death in "Chosen," it was very wham-bam-good-bye-secondary-character-whose-death-was-foreseen-by-all-who-paid-attention - but, still. Sirius is dead, like Anya, like Spike briefly was. And Sirius has been my favorite character since September of 1999 when I read PoA, so what gives? Why don't I care, and why didn't I ever?
I think the answer, or part of it, is that the books aren't really authoritative anymore, in my mind. That is, JKR's version of events is just that: a version of events, one I can cheerfully set aside in favor of Resonant's or A.J. Hall's or, if I'm having that kind of day, Helen's. Rowling might well say Sirius is dead, but I don't have to take her word for it.
I don't know precisely how common this view is, among people who read and write HP fic, but I suspect it's not just me.
Also, I've been thinking about the HP books a lot lately. Specifically about OotP, which didn't hit me quite the way I thought it would. I was wrapped up in it while I was reading it--scared for the twins, and everybody else I was briefly convinced was about to die--but when I hit Sirius' death it just didn't register. Which is weird, because if you'd told me beforehand, I'd have expected to be really broken up over it. Maybe it was the way it was presented - much like Anya's death in "Chosen," it was very wham-bam-good-bye-secondary-character-whose-death-was-foreseen-by-all-who-paid-attention - but, still. Sirius is dead, like Anya, like Spike briefly was. And Sirius has been my favorite character since September of 1999 when I read PoA, so what gives? Why don't I care, and why didn't I ever?
I think the answer, or part of it, is that the books aren't really authoritative anymore, in my mind. That is, JKR's version of events is just that: a version of events, one I can cheerfully set aside in favor of Resonant's or A.J. Hall's or, if I'm having that kind of day, Helen's. Rowling might well say Sirius is dead, but I don't have to take her word for it.
I don't know precisely how common this view is, among people who read and write HP fic, but I suspect it's not just me.