Book Review: Catching Fire

Catching Fire

Katniss is coming off of her victory in the Hunger Games, an annual contest that takes one boy and one girl from each of the 12 districts of Panem and puts them in an arena to fight to the death as a reminder of what the Capital can do to the districts if they try to rebel on the Capital. But has Katniss’s act in the closing moments of the last Hunger Games sparked another rebellion? She can only hope that she can convince the entire country of Panem that she is just a star crossed lover and not the spark that ignites the fire that leads to war against the Capital. More importantly, can she convince President Snow? Then there is the Quarter Quell, which happens every 25 years of the Games. How will it affect Katniss and possibly all of her friends and family as well. Can the Districts come together and take down the Capital? It is all answered in Catching Fire, the second book in the Hunger Games series by Suzanne Collins

I loved this book because every page could bring new possibilities and different conflicts that could twist the story in a new and different direction just because of one sentence or one paragraph. The cliff-hangers at the end of every single chapter made me keep wanting to read it and not put it down until I knew what happened in the end. I also liked the descriptiveness of the author, this book is particularly difficult to describe because of the wide areas that are in this book are so large and full of detail. Suzanne Collins does a great job of describing how things look, smell, and feel to Katniss and also what is happening in the outside world. I definitely recommend this book for anyone that loves an action book with smaller conflicts mashed into one big conflict. If you want to read this, I recommend reading the first book in the series, The Hunger Games. You can find multiple copies of both of these books along with the 3rd and final book, Mockingjay, at our Peet Library

"There's a long pause. Then, from somewhere in the crowd, someone whistles Rue's four-note mockingjay tune . . .By the end of the tune, I have found the whistler, a wizened old man in a faded red shirt and overalls. His eyes meet mine. What happens next is not an accident. It is too well executed to be spontaneous, because it happens in complete unison. Every person in the crowd presses the three middle fingers of their left hand against their lips and extends them to me."