I finished it yesterday morning. Though it was hard, I went to bed the night before with just a little bit left, wanting to savor the last couple chapters for when I was awake enough to concentrate. Now that I've come to the end, I need to find someone who can get me the Catching Fire. The ending left me sadder than I was anticipating. I wish it ended a chapter sooner. But then, perhaps, the author knows exactly what she's doing, because she left me needing more. Which is a great way to sell a series.
Because I don't have the next book yet, but I needed more of them, I found myself watching movie trailers. My husband said I was obsessed. Every day I made him listen to the progressing events in detail, because I absolutely had to talk about what was going on. That's what makes a good book good. The characters are real to you. You have to talk about them because they matter. And they don't go away when you close the cover. In my head this morning, Katniss Everdeen and Peeta Malaark are still very alive.
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