They'll either want to kill you, kiss you, or be you.

This may be a short post, but I realize every time I say that it ends up being fairly long or my average blog post length. Feel free to scratch that.

****Mockingjay Whistle****


Now that all protocols have been observed, with the anthem and  of course District 12 salute. Can you believe it? It's over. The Hunger Games, Suzanne Collins, why ? No more Panem or Katniss and I cannot believe I am saying this, President Snow!!!

I remember my first encounter with the Hunger Games like it was yesterday. Call it my first dystopian experience. All doom and gloom, mostly gloom then Boom! (Ha! That rhymed) pink wig, shrieky voice, outrageous make up...mhmm Effie Trinket and the haunting words, "May the odds be ever in your favour," don't they just give you chills? And the ever dramatic "I volunteer". That was the movie trailer and the rest of my future.

 I promised myself I would never be a book series reader/lover but I had broken that rule more than once. What? Lemony Snicket, A Series of Unfortunate Events, could you have passed that up? All I can say is rules are meant to be broken and the Hunger Games trilogy was no exception.

But like all good things, in true good things fashion, the Hunger Games lived up to its
expectation of coming to an end.

So, you know how your grandparents had Little Women, Anna Karenina and I can't think of a manly book right about now, okay one just came to me, David Copperfield, not manly enough I know. Then your parents had their dystopia 1984 and the likes of Things Fall Apart, The Man, Cry the Beloved Country, The Beautiful Ones Are Not Yet Born, a lot of African titles, can you guess what continent I live in? I feel more than privileged to say that I had  The Book Thief, The Fault in our Stars and may I just say evolution is the bomb dot com because I also get to say I was there when book series took over, hence the Hunger Games.

The Hunger Games needs no review. I am not worthy to critique Suzanne Collins. Maybe it is a dystopian love affair I have going on but the Hunger Games was an eye opener, Mocking Jay was life  and Catching Fire left me in all sorts of emotion, grief being the most predominant. Let me have my moment here: Finnick, Prim even President Coin and Katniss' decision? (No spoilers. See how I got you,)

The point of this blog post? A memoir and  a gratitude note to Suzanne Collins, Thanks for the memories!!

What is your favorite book series?

P.S. Is this how PotterHeads felt?