Last night I dreamed that I was reading Harry Potter and the Half-Blood
Prince. It was a massive tome, about the size of Order of the Phoenix, and
J.K. Rowling spent the first half of the book writing a giant
preface/author's note in which she refuted all kinds of fandom rumours. I
didn't get very far into the actual story, and I was very disappointed when
I woke up before I finished the book.