Ever since I read The Hunger Games (in November/December of 2010, jeez has it been this long already?), I’ve pretty much been in a perpetual state of rereading the books. Not that I didn’t try reading other books. I did, I really did. But I soon abandoned them because I just wanted to stay in Collins’ world, especially since with the movie coming out, my mind was always on The Hunger Games.
With the fandom back in a relative lull and my towering to-read book pile calling me to it, I finally thought that it was time. I picked up where I left off some months ago with Tina Fey’s autobiography Bossypants, and wouldn’t you know it, I finished it within a couple of weeks without even trying. And then I jumped right into John Green’s The Fault In Our Stars – moved up on my very long list of books to read because he said some incredibly nice things recently about The Hunger Games books and movie – and two days later I’m almost halfway through it, again without trying.
No, Hunger Games, I am not breaking up with you. You’re still my favorite, and I’ll still be writing these posts, don’t you fret none. But we are now at the “comfortable” stage, where you’re there when I want to reread you, but I can read other books now without missing you too badly, especially if they’re good and enjoyable.
The great thing about being in a book fandom is that the people you meet within it are usually readers too and can suggest good books. That can also be a bad thing because you’re always playing catch-up with your to-read list. But as problems go, that’s a pretty good one to have.
And now back to TFIOS