Pyrophiles Will One Day Rule The World. I Will Be There With These.

Rating: Orange

“Against all odds, Katniss Everdeen has won the annual Hunger Games with fellow district tribute Peeta Mellark. But it was a victory won by defiance of the Capitol and their harsh rules. Katniss and Peeta should be happy. After all, they have just won for themselves and their families a life of safety and plenty. But there are rumors of rebellion among the subjects, and Katniss and Peeta, to their horror, are the faces of that rebellion. The Capitol is angry. The Capitol wants revenge.”



As a child, I was entranced by fire.  Watch it, licking its way through dry timber or simmering away a candle’s protective wax.  Human, it inhales oxygen and is ever hungry.  Animal, it rages and destroyes, unaware of the order that it is upsetting.  Chemical, it transforms sugar into candy, sand into glass, fabric into ash.  It can clean as it can dirty.  It can warm as it can burn.  It flickers and adopts different colors- orange, blue, yellow, and red. 

When put this way, you must understand that a small child is a ready victim.  I would sit at restaurants, fighting over the small candle in the center of the table.  My brother and I would hold our silverware in the flame in an effort to sterilize them.  I would dip my fingers in the puddle of wax to make a small mold of my finger.  Perhaps we were little pyrophiles in the making.

Years have passed and I no longer fight over the restaurant tea lights.  That is not to say that I pass up opportunities to be near fire.  I will happily toast a marshmallow over a bonfire or be in charge of lighting the birthday candles. 

Suzanne Collins’ second installment of the Hunger Games Trilogy is appropriated entitled Catching Fire.  Like fire’s hold on my imagination, this book gripped me and would not let me go.  As I explained in my first post dedicated to the Hunger Games Trilogy, I urgently needed to find out would happened next in Katniss and Peeta’s tumultuous journey. 

Let’s just say that this book does not disappoint.

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True Grit: A Thing of the Past?

Rating: Strawberry

I bet you a nickel that if you were to go through your encounters of the last day, you will find at least one instance when you said something that you really REALLY didn’t mean. 

“Oh honey, the steak is done perfectly [as I try to pick around the bits that still seem to have blood pumping through them]!”

“No, I don’t mind muddy shoes in the house.  I was actually [I will now] going to be vacuuming later anyway.”

“Oh, yes, I have tried that [obscure and gross] food that you suggested [keep insisting that I try].  It wasn’t really my thing [I hated it], but I can totally understand the draw.”

Now, one would argue that those small lies are more a gesture of etiquette and manners.  After all, in today’s world, we never want to say something that might actually hurt someone’s feelings.  Gasp! 

So what if we [or our floors] get [muddily] walked on?  At least we haven’t made the other person feel badly!

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