Wednesday I finished Mockingjay. Blogger has been down for a couple of days, but when I finished reading I immediately sat down to write about it... and I couldn’t. I just didn’t know how I felt about it.
Maybe I still don’t.
This is what I can say. As part of the trilogy it’s truly amazing. Thrilling, really. Exciting. Unexpected. Emotional.
But the problem with a
good great trilogy is that three books later, once you’re hooked on the characters and the story and the relationships, it ends. And that’s all you get. Three books.
This is where the problem lies with me and Mockingjay. Although I don’t think it’s on exactly the same level as the other two, it is still fantastic in its own way... I’m just left feeling that sense of “emptiness” (for lack of a less dramatic word) that it’s over. I don’t need to rush out and get the next book because there isn’t one.
There also doesn’t need to be one.
Throughout the whole book Collins really gives incredible insight into the minds of people who struggle with coping after disaster strikes... and then strikes again, and again, and again. This book, more than the others, places a heavy focus on what’s happening inside our main character. Any confusion I had about character plans, motivations, and alliances were well warranted and simply mirrored the confusion of Katniss. And there is a lot of confusion. And mind games. And action. And confusion. (I mentioned the confusion, right?)
Again, I won’t dwell long on the exact happenings so as not to spoil anything, but it was a satisfying read. Harder to get through than the others (though I still read it in about two and a half days, if you can consider that “hard to get through”), but a solid conclusion to a standout trilogy.
If you haven’t read it, please do. It’s incredibly worth it.
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