Why didn't I know of the utter greatness of the Hunger Games trilogy before? Gobbled them up this weekend. Am now a third into the last one and it looks kinda bleak and everything and I. Must. Continue. Reading. This urge to know what happens next ... well, I haven't had it in a long time with a book. At least, not as strong as now. (I was fairly invested in Cinders.) Why do I have the horrible feeling that District 13 is just the fire to the Capitol's frying pan? I don't trust them. The rebels may talk about a Republic all they want ... I'm just horribly muddled and very, very distrusting of EVERYONE. I hope Peeta makes it out alive. I came to like him. Poor boy's currently drugged up to his eyeballs and probably being tortured.
I'm off today, so I have even more time to read. (What do you mean 'clean the flat', 'buy food'? I've never heard of these terms before.)
Books I Have Read This Year (so far)
- His Majesty's Dragon (Naomi Novik)
- Throne of Jade (Naomi Novik)
- Black Powder War(Naomi Novik)
- Empire of Ivory (Naomi Novik)
- Victory of Eagles (Naomi Novik)
- Tongues of Serpents (Naomi Novik)
- Hex Hall (Rachel Hawkins)
- Fire (Kristin Cashore)
- Cinders (Marissa Meyer)
- The Hunger Games (Suzanne Collins)
- Catching Fire (Suzanne Collins)
Currently Reading: Mockingjay (Suzanne Collins)
On my To Read pile: G.R.R. Martin, Philip Pullman (it's time I read the Dark Materials series), and several Cassandra Clare books