How Rowling and God are similar...

I am thinking I pity J.K. Rowling. She may be so rich that blah blah and so popular that blah blah, yet as the creator of Harry Potter, one of the most popular fictional characters in recent times and blah blah, she has to be pitied.

There is no excitement for her. No suspense. No endless pondering over what will happen (probably just those long hours of pondering over what SHOULD happen). She is the wizard-God, the Almighty Creator of the magical world. They will probably have shrines with her edifices or pictures in their places of worship. But that is tragic, ain’t it?

And that got me thinking. What if our existence is a major, many-series’ fictional project? I am not sure if they have already thought over and written about this thought (or if it even worth thinking over and writing about). Except, of course Shakespeare, who I think wrote something similar in his signature “I-am-too-superior-to-use-correct-English” style. But it does seem like a possibility, eh?

If so, this writer has to be wildly creative. Think about it. This whole set-up, with the mountains, and trees, and rivers, and plants, and the different kinds of animals… I mean wow! The continents, and the countries and the ethnicities and the cultures… and to top it with all the jazz in the prologue- of existence and evolution… you are getting the idea, right? No wonder the story took millions of years to create.

It is a brilliant figment of imagination, really… I mean it must have won a couple of heavenly bookish prizes. But then again, we have this superiority complex, and even when we imagine we are puppets, we want to be the prettiest. Maybe there are better stories, more intelligent characters, with a not-so-lousy script out there somewhere. I mean Harry Potter and his friends would not be aware of Frodo and the Lord of the Rings. I wonder if they (HP and friends) think of such a possibility, the way we do for what we term “extra-terrestrial life.”

Anyways, if this God-is-a-writer theory were to be more than a hypothesis, and if that emotions-and state-of-mind-influence-one’s-work theory is any good, His has to be a tumulus life. Think about it. Maybe there is some problem with Him in personal of professional front. Maybe his wife left him, or is cheating on him. That would explain the sudden hatred creeping among men (You will know if you have read the bestseller volumes, which involve the conversion of Osama bin Laden from a minor character to a major villain). Or maybe he isn’t keeping to well… that would explain the rise in incidents of AIDS and diabetes and heart problems and all the other diseases. Or maybe He has a writers’ block, and has consequently developed a drinking problem- that would explain all the screw-ups and His lack of intervention to make things right.
Whatever the problem, looking at the turn our world has taken, it can’t be good.
So it can’t be much fun, can it- being the Creator, I mean? Must be boring to know what is going to happen- to be deprived of the element of surprise, while the rest of the world holds its breath in anticipation?

I pity J.K. Rowling. And now I pity God even more…