Last time on the Summoning, scary ghosts in the basement.
So, The Summoning just barely managed to scrape ahead, and then currently we’re tied. The moral here is whining after I’ve already read half a book just means I have to read something else too. Although I probably will be doing Gemma Doyle’s schoolgirl adventures later, possibly next.
Well, let’s wrap this travesty up.
Last time on Mockingjay, Katniss murdered Coin.
Last time on Mockingjay, Katniss ran into Snow, who told us what I thought we already knew.
Last time on Mockingjay, for some reason yet to be fully explained, bombs. And Prim died.
There’s a poll currently to your right. You can still leave suggestions, and if there are good ones I’ll redo the poll Monday to include them. You can also just keep leaving suggestions to try to convince me. Which book is picked is going to be by a mix of how much you want me to vs how much I want me to.
For yesterday’s suggestions:
Last time on Mockingjay, we end on a (for this book) reasonable line about Katniss picking her boyfriend based on who she can’t live without.
Last time on Mockingjay, I’m rising to my feet when a woman throws open the door. She wears a bright turquoise silk robe embroidered with exotic birds. Her magenta hair’s fluffed up like a cloud and decorated with gilded butterflies. Grease from the half-eaten sausage she’s holding smears her lipstick. The expression on her face says she recognizes me. She opens her mouth to call for help.
Without hesitation, I shoot her through the heart.
Last time on Mockingjay, they take to the sewers and wake up to something, or somethings, whispering Katniss’ name in the tunnels. Unfortunately all possible suspense and creepiness has already left ages ago.
Last time on Mockingjay, a series of unbelievably convenient disasters happened. Also, Peeta killed someone in the process of trying to kill Katniss.
Last time on Mockingjay, a photo shoot goes wrong and Boggs explodes.
Last time on Mockingjay, the stupidest and most inexplicable assassination plot ever. And we hit the section break. The third section begins: THE ASSASSIN.
Oh dear. This is not going anywhere good, is it.
I think the issue is simply a matter of what the author can write. She can write people running around killing each other quite well. (She can’t write it realistically, but she can certainly write it.) She can also do a decent job writing about movie stars who get delicious food, covered in makeup, and then have to do various TV-related activities, I just don’t care to read about that.
She can’t write anything else. And that’s the problem. In the other books, she was mostly in her comfort zone. The actual content was reprehensible, to say nothing of unresearched, but at least there was content.
So here’s what should have happened:
Last time on Mockingjay, Peeta’s still a mess and Katniss joins the army.