I’ll admit it; I did enjoy reading Suzanne Collins’s The Hunger Games. I read the whole thing in two days, the intriguing world and concept of the games ensuring that I wanted to keep reading.
But I wouldn’t read it again. And I don’t want to read the sequels.
I know this is going to lose me points, but I just can’t say that I loved this book.
What I most enjoyed about The Hunger Games was the world that Collins developed. It is so easy to see aspects of our society within the world of Panem, so easy to draw links between our own thirst for entertainment and the use of fights to the death to keep the masses both under control, and entertained.
However, I felt let down by the characters.
There is one reason in particular why I have started up this blog (though I hope that I may find it useful for other reasons as well). That reason is university assignment requirements. Sigh.
Presently I am attempting to pass my Masters of Education so that I may become a teacher librarian. I have wanted to be one for the last three years. And really, why wouldn’t I?
I love books and libraries, reading and writing, and pretty well anything you can do with a book. (Except e-books, not such a fan.) When asked what my main hobby/interest is, the first thing that comes to mind is always books and reading. I cannot envision a world without the paperback or hardback novel, no matter what the book skeptics say. The book (pretty much in its current form) has been around for nearly 600 years: in that time it’s become a staple of life, a prominent feature throughout history, aiding us in our attempts at civilisation, in our struggle to express ourselves. Why would you want to get rid of it?