On a slightly unrelated side note to the last post, this week also was when the final installation to The Hunger Games series came out.

I was blown away by The Hunger Games, and even though I felt Catching Fire was not maybe as clear and well written as it’s predecessor, I have been eagerly awaiting Mockingjay (not mistaken for Mockingbird– as those familiar with the series know) pretty much since I finished Catching Fire.

Of course, a cruel twist of fate made it so that Mockingjay was released my first week of teaching this year, and so I wasn’t able to do my “all-nighter” sort of thing to go get it, then read it til my heart desired to stop. But then again, once I did finish it Thursday, maybe that was all right after all.

Because, even after a couple of days, I’m still not entirely sure how I feel about the end. I’m not saying “HORRIBLE!” I’m also not saying “GREAT!” I’m not even saying “Neutral” because the emotions left in me are NOT anything that could be shrugged off.

I need some of my fellow book nerds to talk this out so I don’t ruin anything for those of you who are planning on reading it!