I know, I know, haven’t blogged all week! But don’t worry, I’m not about to drop off the face of the planet again. 🙂
Finished reading Mockingjay last night at midnight, but didn’t go to bed until one-thirty, as I found I needed some processing time. I’m still processing. Not going to say anymore because I refuse to spoil it for anyone, but look for a review sometime soon-ish.
On a side note, I’m never pre-ordering anything again. My Mockingjays weren’t in at Borders on Tuesday like they were supposed to be, so I ended up buying two different copies so’s me and the roomie could actually read them on release day! The other copies still aren’t in yet, and I’m not looking forward to the fun ordeal of returning them when they do show up. *sigh*
You’ll be shocked to hear that in amongst devouring Mockingjay, I actually did some writing! About halfway through Chapter Seven, and it’s going well. So far I’ve added nearly 9,500 words to the novel in Draft #2. This is frightening. I feel like Draft #3 is going to be all about finding things to cut cut cut cut cut. And here I was all excited that I finally wrote a short novel!!
I will leave you with a couple pictures taken in the new abode’s LIBRARY. Yes. It’s okay to be jealous. 🙂
My bookshelf against the freshly painted walls!
Tea in the library! And yes, that’s a TARDIS teapot. 🙂
Hanging in my comfy green chair, about to get some noveling done!
…till Mockingjay (third and final installment in the wildly popular Hunger Games trilogy) is released!!
Have you pre-ordered your copy?
And Peeta? or Gale?
So I’m really glad I didn’t read Suzanne Collins’ The Hunger Games until the week the sequel was released. This way I don’t have to wait whatever horrifying amount of time everyone else did (a year?? torment!) for the second installment. I am, as a matter of fact, sitting in Borders poised to get my greedy hands on Catching Fire as soon as I finish this post.
Any review—or even the briefest mention—of The Hunger Games I’ve ever read online gushes about this novel. So now I’m gonna gush a little, too. Because The Hunger Games was nothing short of fabulous.
Set in the ruins of North America, an oppressive government yearly sponsors the Hunger Games, a reality TV show where twenty-four randomly selected young people are forced to fight to the death as the entire nation watches. It’s brutal. It’s terrifying. And there can only be one survivor. The reason the government does this? To show all twelve Districts of the nation of Panea that they are in control. The story follows Katniss, who volunteers to join the Hunger Games in place of her little sister.
It’s sort of a sci-fi thriller adventure dystopian borderline-horror (though not more than I could handle, which means it’s mild :-)) novel that’s fast-paced, to say the least. I finished it in between piano students today, gripping the book with white knuckles and forgetting to blink. I got to the end very, very happy that Catching Fire was only a bookstore away, and wishing eye drops weren’t quite so expensive.
To sum up? Highly impressed. Hats off, Ms. Collins. May book two be just as fabulous and book three be swift in coming!
(As a side note, it seems like there were a lot of typos in Hunger Games. I’ll often find one or two in any given book, but there were upwards of half a dozen in this one. Did anybody else notice that?)