Okay, the rage is going around. The addiction is taking hold. The sucking, black holish power of...yes, of course you guessed it, the Hunger Games has finally imprisoned me in its spell. Don't ask me how they do it. I can't even begin to describe the feeling. I don't think anyone can truly understand unless they've read it. It's like, it gets into your head to where you can't stop thinking about what might happen and what you wished had happened. When someone says the wrong thing, you cringe inside and know nothing good can come of it. And, just when something happy happens, audience prepare yourself to be shot down again into a hole of depression. "Yes, that means you too, Hippie Boy." --Remember the Titans (hahahha)
You finally make it to the end of your fourth straight chapter, hoping that you might pull through and actually get to your life. Oh but wait, the author pulls one of those most famous cliff-hangers and you know you're doomed for another 8 pages. You're not going ANYWHERE! hahaha It's unnerving how true this is for so many people. What can make a book do this? Yesterday, I read probably the last 6 or so chapters of the first book. Then, I went and spent what remained of the evening with my family. Sure enough, when I went back up to bed, I couldn't resist the twitching in my fingers. 9 chapters later, I'd reached a spot that was mellow ENOUGH to let me put it down and actually get some sleep.
I also believe these books are beginning to turn me into a nervous wreck. Anyone having read the end of book 1 will know exactly what I'm talking about and completely sympathize with me. I can't say too much, 'cause I'm sure some readers of this post haven't read it. But, to all you Gamers out there, you understand my agony. ;)
You know, this morning I woke up without thinking anything about. I made it to 8:30 and it entered my mind. "No," I thought. "It'll never go away. Don't think about it." Sadly, it was too late. I was goners. Oh well, better luck for tomorrow.
I give my hearty thanks to Angelique for lending me the books. I appreciate her act of service but also blame her for my lack of sleep and many stolen hours. hahahahaha To tell the truth, my writing has suffered greatly under the pressur of this new craze. I'm struggling to get back into writing, but I'm thinking I may have to wait a few days. :)
Okay, now, I'm getting back to important stuff. Like........reading the next chapters. ;D
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I agree, this book somehow makes one become a nervous wreck. It also made me have a little bit of anger management problems for a while.
All-in-all, though, it is a unique and clever book.
Go Hunger Games trilogy!
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