If you are a regular reader of this blog, you probably know of my love for The Hunger Games. You probably also know that I’ve posted one too many times about it. Don’t fear, this isn’t about the book as much as it is about it’s creator. (Oh, if you’re not a regular and haven’t been here before, I think that The Hunger Games trilogy is the best thing that could happen to the world. You really should get yourself a copy. No, I’m not being paid to say that.)
So. I’ve figured out who I want to be when I grow up. Who, you ask? Suzanne Collins.
90s’ Nickelodeon aired reruns of Clarissa Explains It All. As a kid, it was my all-time favourite show. I remember wanting to be Clarissa and have Sam (Clarissa’s best friend) climb through my window. Guess who was one of the show’s writers? Suzanne Collins! Let’s fast forward 10 years, eh? I read the Hunger Games and there she is again – creating brilliant chemistry between Katniss, Peeta and Gale, making me fall in love with all three characters, changing the world. I think she’s simply marvelous.
My joy might seem irrational, but this is the person who wrote stuff I ran back from school and ate my vegetables for! She is definitely one of people I hope to meet someday.
In retrospect, my fear of the upcoming Hunger Games film ruining the magic of the books was rather uncalled for. Turns out, Collins adapted the novel for the film herself. Now that it’s in the best hands, I can’t wait for its release!
I could go on and on, but I should go study. End semester exams start day after. Sigh.
Suzanne Collins, I love you.
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