Creativity is one of the most important things a human being can express. It’s good for our brains, our hearts, and our souls. It allows people to explore themselves and others in a deep way, something introspection and discussion can’t always do. When consuming others’ creative works, you’re getting a piece of who they are as a person, whether they wanted or intended that or not.
Creativity allows us to function as a society. We’re not merely surviving—we’re living, hour to hour and day to day. How we spend our time digesting others’ creative works—whether that’s a movie, a novel, or a collection of poems—is important to how we grow as people and a community of human beings. I hope reading about the creative content I enjoy (or don’t) gets your creative juices flowing and inspires you to make something great and uniquely your own. At the very least maybe you’ll discover something new you might be interested in.
Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 1
Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 2
I felt empty after finishing both Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallow movies. The films were kinda sloppy (so were the books, really), and I found myself groaning at some of the writing and facepalming at the rushed pace of the movies, but when the credits started rolling, it hit me: I’m done. After starting the books in May of 2014 in my girlfriend’s mom’s apartment in Montreal to finishing the final movie on my couch in southern Wisconsin, never again would I experience for the first time the Harry Potter universe. Harry, Ron, and Hermione had completed their journey, and all that’s left now is speculation. Over the course of a few months, I watched these kids grow up and evolve and change and love and laugh and cry and fail and succeed, and seeing it all end hurt almost as much as finishing The Lord of the Rings series for the first time. The post-Potter depression is real, people, and more than ever it made me yearn to be a kid again, to experience some of that magic for myself. I regret not reading the series as a kid, not growing up alongside these fictional friends, but I’m thankful I got to experience it at all, even if I was critical of it until the very end.