Well, Crookshank’s outta the bag. This past weekend, the Sunday Times outed J. K. Rowling as crime fiction writer Robert Galbraith, author of The Cuckoo’s Calling. Who expecto’d that? (Too far with the Harry Potter puns? Or never far enough?)
From her website,
“I hoped to keep this secret a little longer, because being Robert Galbraith has been such a liberating experience! It has been wonderful to publish without hype or expectation and pure pleasure to get feedback from publishers and readers under a different name.”
My initial reaction: I’m glad you’re doing what you love, Ms. Rowling, but I think all of this “writing for adults” is getting in the way of your writing a Harry Potter prequel. (Please? PLEASE?!)
Seriously, though, Rowling’s words make a lot of sense. After the incredible and enduring success of a series like Harry Potter, how can you follow your own act? Especially when trying to make the switch from a children’s audience to an adult one. The Casual Vacancy was critically panned, and who knows how much of that was influenced by the name attached to the title? I, for one, support Rowling’s experiment and am ready to give The Cuckoo’s Calling the second look that it deserves.