I read The Hunger Games in 2 days.
I started reading The Hunger Games yesterday morning. And read, and read, and read.
Shook myself free of the book to do what was necessary. Phone calls, quick conversations with people. Lunch.I got my to-do list done. And then I read some more.
And I finished the first book, and started the second, Catching Fire. Sometimes, I caught myself forgetting to breathe as I read. Because some scenes were tense, and I was just that into it. And then last night, I finished Catching Fire and dug into Mockingjay, before heading out to a friend's birthday party.
Time spent not-reading felt kind of unreal. I was functional. But in quiet moments, I was back in Panem, with Katniss and company, wondering what could possibly happen next.
I finished Mockingjay today. Here is what I thought.