I can smell alcohol but I can't see it

But this Pottermore shit has got to stop. I honestly think its cruel of JK. I mean, Harry Potter was my absolute life for many, many years, and I have finally come to the conclusion that the series is over and the movies will cease to be released. I still adore the series and will continue to read them for the umpteenth time nearly every year, but my life identity isn’t Harry Potter anymore; I’ve moved on. And then this Pottermore site comes into fruition; making me seriously question JK’s judgement. I know it must be hard for her to let the characters and the mere idea of the wizarding world go, but she really needs to, and focus on other books, other series which I am sure she has considered, hell, even started to write. Milking Harry to the last brittle bone is going to leave everyone with a sour taste in their mouth. 

The books were magical because they were just that: books. Pottermore is an online community. No matter how much ‘reading material’ the site contains, it’s still a motherfucking website, which you access from a computer. Reading from a computer does not constitute as reading for me (which is why I am stoutly against all types of Kindle-y e-readers). 

People are upset to the point of madness (literally) that they did not find the ‘magical quill’ yesterday or last night or whenever. Is this really what JK wants? People going mad at the fact that they weren’t accepted into some silly online community before the rest of the eager fans? Hardly not, I expect, but it’s happening all the same. 

Yes, I will probably register for it when it comes out in October to see what all the fuss is about, but will I wait around, wasting loads of time at my computer, refreshing the page until I can have a chance to submit myself to this website? No. I have tumblr for that. 

…I still sleep with them.

I’m 21.