About a week ago, I wrote about finally reading The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins. I liked it way more than I thought, although I questioned whether it is really appropriate for anyone under 13 or 14. Now I've finished the second book of the trilogy, Catching Fire. It was very good as well. I particularly liked some twists in the plot that I hadn't anticipated at all. However, it is probably even darker than the first one--another reason to wait until your tweens get a little older before before exposing them to the book. It leaves you on much more of a shocking cliff hanger than does the first book, however, so now I can't wait to finish the third book, Mockingjay.
We've been playing with poetry lately, and the muse hit. So rather than give you a more traditional review for this book, I've summed it up in the form of a concrete poem (although, technically, it may be more of a space poem, since the words themselves don't really form the pattern).
SPOILER ALERT: If you haven't read the book, you probably don't want to scroll down to the poem, although you probably can't make any sense of it. I hope that it does make sense to those of you who have read the book, though.....
Note: If you are having trouble reading it, you can click on the picture of the poem once to bring it up, and then click again to magnify it.