I’ve just read Catching Fire. I know, I know, I should have done that a looong time ago but better late than never, right?
Anyway, there’s something I want to confess (that probably doesn’t interest you but I need to get it out, for my own sake). I began my journey with The Hunger Games trilogy by watching the film. I regret that as it somehow focused my attention on the wrong part of the story. I began wondering if I am Team Peeta or Team Gale. And I didn’t realise how shameless it was until I read the first two books.
There is no Team Peeta or Team Gale. It really doesn’t matter in this story. Or, at least, it is not the most important part of it. What matters is her. It is the girl on fire. It is our Katniss who is perfect in her imperfection.
Someone amazingly summed it up: “I’m not Team Peeta nor Team Gale. I’m Team Katniss.”
And so am I, and always will be.