I like to read a book that makes me feel uncomfortable. For example, I found the chapters of The Hunger Games that covered the actual games themselves to be absolutely excruciating. So, when I found out a couple of chapters into Catching Fire that Katniss was going to have to go to the Games again, I was mortified.
But they can’t make her go to the Games again, I thought.
I can’t go through this again, I thought.
They can’t do this to US. Continue reading “For the love of the discomforting novel”