I don't know that this
[the first Harry Potter book] would be classed as either an American novel, nor 20th Century--JK Rowling is Scottish, and she wrote the book there. I'm not sure when the first volume was published...
The first in the series was published in 1997. That was
Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone, which was retitled
Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone for the U.S. market. The Scholastic Corporation, which bought the American rights for $105K, an astronomical figure for a children's book, assumed that American children would not read a book with "Philosopher" in the title.
The author's pen name is also the result of market research. Bloomsbury, the original British publisher, assumed that boys were the book's target audience and that boys would not be interested in a book by a female author. So Joanne Rowling, who has no middle name, became J. K. Rowling.
The seven books in the series, which were released once a year to match the passing of time in the story, have sold 400 million copies and are available in 67 languages. Each of the final four set a record as the fastest-selling book in history.
Rowling's life is as fantastic as the universe of her story. She was living on welfare before being published and now she's the twelfth richest woman in the UK. Her life was also full of losses--loved ones kicking the bucket right and left--which gave her the perspective to write so deeply and poignantly about the tragedies of the Hogwarts students, which motivated them to challenge Lord Voldemort, the quintessence of evil. Her background makes her very socially conscious and she's a tireless philanthropist.
So those of you who sniff at us who read her books can at least take comfort in the fact that our money is fighting poverty and illness and supporting starving artists.
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I seem to lack the enzyme to digest "great" literature. I got halfway through
Huckleberry Finn and put it down because I still had no idea why the book is so famous.
But Mrs. Fraggle has a master's degree in English and I suspect she would vote for something by William Faulkner, with Saul Bellow perhaps a close runner-up. (I'm proud to say I read
Henderson the Rain King, which she carefully picked for me, and enjoyed the hell out of it.) But I'm also fairly sure she would say that the more recent Latin American writers are the true giants of the 20th century, particularly Gabriel García Márquez. (And I'm embarrassed to say that I dragged myself halfway through
One Hundred Years of Solitude, the subject of her thesis, and never had the faintest idea what was going on.)