Monday, February 27, 2012

The Hunger Games - I have to hope...

In middle school The Lord of the Flies was required reading. The story haunted me for years.  I was hesitant to read The Hunger Games because I was afraid that it would be equally disturbing and unforgettable.

Nevertheless, I’ve been completely drawn into The Hunger Games.  I can't help myself.  Every sentence that leads me further into the world of Katniss and Peeta is irresistible. But I proceed with caution, much like Katniss through the woods, afraid of what I may encounter. Scenarios keep running through my mind, all trying to answer my main question, “How can this end okay? How can it?” It would be very nearly impossible for this story to end in a way that I can stomach. In fact, there is only one impossible scenario that would make it okay. And I have barely dared to hope for it.

It's a brutal story, but I can't help but hope for mercy and honor to triumph over the system. Tonight, as a read, the Gamemakers gave me a glimmer of a reason to hold on to that hope. But they are so cruel, maybe they are just luring me in with hope only to make the ending even more devastating. I'm a little afraid to find out.

I'm also in that wonderful paradox of wanting to read as fast as I can because I can't stand not to read more, and wanting to go slower so that I can live in this story a little while longer.  In the end, I'm sure I'll do what I always do and read like a maniac.


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