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Ameer Samodien _meer_esigns — I started reading Catching Fire the moment I finished The Hunger Games. And I only put it down for the bare necessities until I finished. I sat and read half the book in a matter of hours. Less, even. It picks up a little while after the first ended; Katniss and Peeta living in Victors Village. Rumours of uprisings. And they’re to blame. So the Capitol and President Snow is out to get them. They want revenge, and will not stop until they’ve got it... It was amazing. I’m honestly not sure how to put all the emotions I felt during it into words. Suzanne Collins has this unnerving knack for creating these incredible, unforeseeable twists that left me shocked, hooked and often terrified. An amazing, amazing gift that she uses unbelievably well. I had no idea where she was going after the first book – after all, what book could possibly come after The Hunger Games, one of the most terrifying and powerful reads I’ve ever gone through? Well, it was completely unpredictable, and completely genius, zooming straight past my expectations and beyond. The perfect sequel, in my opinion. The feel of the book was unbelievably real and intense. I literally felt every emotion. Everything dripped with it: words, actions, threats. Over and over again, I was thrown off balance by some gesture or exchange, and I had no clue what was going on. And I loved it. And, once again, Collins has created an emotional roller coaster that has left my head reeling, my heart pounding and my entire body craving more. It’s so addictive it’s untrue. And I have to say that her cliff-hanger is honestly inhumane. Literally. It left me breathless and shaky. And my draw honestly dropped open. The one good thing about reading a series late is that you don’t have to wait. I have Mockingjay already (yes!), something I am eternally grateful for. It’s hard to say any more without actually giving anything away. Besides, how do you describe a book so incredible you can barely put it into words inside your own head? So, it started off slow – nothing much happened in Part 1 – but from then on took off at that breakneck speed I adored from the first book. Once again everything was completely realistic and believable. Katniss is such a genuine character, it felt like I knew her. I felt all of her emotions; all the confusion and love and pain. Sometimes it was so real it actually hurt. And the supporting cast were perfect and lifelike too. Especially Peeta – the sweet, rational baker who loves Katniss more than anything – and Haymitch – the drunk Victor from the 50th Hunger Games, and coach to Peeta and Katniss. I couldn’t even find anything to pick about in the rather shallow but endearing stylists of Katniss, who come from the Capitol. Everything was... well... perfect. That’s how to describe it. Perfect. With enough emotions to have you petrified, crying, laughing, and hooked, The Hunger Games Trilogy is absolutely amazing so far. It makes me think, feel and believe. I even yelled at it at one point (luckily I was alone, so no one could stare at me like I had completely lost the plot). I love it. Perfect. If you haven’t read this series, what are you waiting for? Go now! This second! The minute this is posted I’m running off to grab my copy of Mockingjay from one of the wobbly piles in my bedroom. Do the same! You will not be disappointed. Oh, and Team Peeta Forever!

Sara Eid saraeid15399d — this was an excellent sequel to I am Number 4. I'm excited to read more, but I hate starting a series that isn't completely finished! I don't have the patience! Luckily The Son of Neptune is out in a few weeks. It bothered me that it took so long to look in the chest and read the letter but the story was worth the frustration. I'd also like a cepan to explain something --- ANYTHING! & I hate Judas (if you read it you'll know what I mean).

Aya Ahmed aya_ahmed — I think I am now going to judge audiobooks about how agitated I get in traffic. I was pretty agitated while listening to this book. It wasn't a sweet, tearjerker like The Notebook or even adorably schmaltzy like A Walk to Remember. Disappointing I have a compulsion to finish every book I start. I'll continue to work on it. ;)

Nisso Sousa nisso — 50¢ at a book sale, and with my current love of Sherlockia, I couldn’t resist, even though I was pretty sure I would hate it. I didn’t hate it. It’s too well-intended to hate, too joyfully fannish, and I must admit that some of Meyer’s footnotes on this “found” manuscript made me laugh out loud. (In case you’re curious, it was the one where Watson writes, “I believe it was in Julius Caesar that Shakespeare said…*” and Meyer’s footnote is simply, “*It’s not.”) However, this fannishness was I guess also part of what I objected to: I mean, it’s published fanfic, people! And while, you know, not that there’s anything wrong with that…I guess on some level I do see something wrong with that. I can’t take it seriously. I kept wanting to comment on Meyer’s LJ: “Sherlock Holmes meeting Freud? What an awesomely cracktastic idea! LOL” Furthermore, it didn’t help that the mystery that pads out the book was just that…padding. And not particularly interesting padding, either. Some of Arthur Conon Doyle’s plots may have been a bit…silly, but they’re so atmospheric, so well done! ‘The Speckled Band’ is really creepy! So’s The Hound of the Baskervilles! The train chase in this was just…long. So, with modern copyright laws, will Harry Potter ever come into the public domain? ‘Cause man, then Harry’s going to be meeting a lot of people nuttier than Freud, that’s for sure.