This has been a stressful week. We've just finished our second round of illness in our home. Isn't it nice when families share? And I've had a deadline that I was determined to not just meet but excel.
Do you ever do that? Push yourself above and beyond because you want to prove you are capable of doing well under pressure?
To be honest, I utterly failed on this one. No, I didn't miss my deadline. In fact I managed to come in 4 days early BUT I missed my personal goal by 3 days. I think my family would have voted me off the island if I'd worked any harder!
My dear friend, and brutally honest critic (love you Danielle!) kept pestering me about pushing too hard. But like the amazing person she is, she hung in with me. Through the re-writes, painful edits, and yeah more, slicing and dicing. All, I might add, while I was going through a painful detox. Probably not the best idea to start taking new meds this past week!
So she hung in there through my detox induced brain farts, cries for help after an entire day of writing junk, and finally to my final day of frantic doubts. She kept me grounded, reminding me that I'm a good writer, that my book is gonna be great and that I deserve a star sticker for effort. Ok, maybe I added that last bit.
So tonight my hubby and I are hitting the town. No writing. No thinking of writing. Just good times with great friends. I'm gonna totally unwind tonight. I think I deserve it.
Thursday, March 1, 2012
This book review of Mockingjay, the third and final installment in the Hunger Game trilogy, is a week in the making. To be honest, I have started it 5 times, and deleted it 5 times. Why? Because my feelings on this book have been evolving.
My initial reaction, after reading the final sentence of Mockingjay, was anger- pure fire and brimstone kind of anger. I felt robbed of the happy ending I so badly wanted. Gloom and doom are not my kind of books. What kept me reading was the hope that Katniss would finally be able to find happiness in her broken world.
I fumed. I stewed. I grumbled to anyone who would listen. (sorry for that!) I was disgusted.
But a couple days later, an insightful friend said something that changed my entire opinion of the trilogy. “It really couldn’t have ended any other way.”
I thought about this, far longer than I probably should have, and in the end I realized she was right. Katniss couldn’t change her personality, the war for Panem had to be ugly, and death was a certainty.
From this view point, I began to appreciate Suzanne Collins on a new level. She stayed true to the story, even to the point of killing off characters that I had grown to love. She destroyed a relationship that I rooted for. She tortured my favorite character. She was right to do so.
I have discovered that the beauty of the Hunger Games trilogy did not come while I was reading it, but in the week since I finished. My thoughts linger on Panem, on whether or not their efforts actually made a difference. Could this world be fixed? That is a question that is left for the readers to ponder. A true stroke of genius on Mrs. Collin’s part.
My anger has subsided, while my appreciation grows by the day. To a hopeless romantic, I will never be able to say that I loved the Hunger Games. But as a writer...this trilogy was spot on. Life has a way of NOT ending up like fairy tales and Suzanne Collins reminded us of that.
Star rating for Mocking Jay: 4 stars for making me invest in this book.
Star rating for The Hunger Games Trilogy: 5 stars for sheer brilliance and for making me continue to wonder about the fate of Panem.