Mockingjay is the third and final book in the Hunger Games trilogy. Once again, as I set out to read it (just as I did when I set out to read Catching Fire), I had expectations of what could not be accomplished with the story. That's what happens to me when I've read a good book in a series. I think, there is no way the author will top that. Sometimes, to my delight, I'm proven wrong. Sometimes, to my dismay, I'm proven right. Unfortunately, in this case, the latter came to pass.I was starting to get irritated in book 2 when it seemed as though during several high-drama moments, Katness would lose consciousness and wake up somewhere else. I understand it happens in stories as it does in real life, but when it becomes a recurring way to transition from one scene to the next, it becomes nothing more than an irritant. I know Suzanne Collins is gifted enough to keep he conscious and write through until the end of the scene. It felt almost like a cop-out. Like she rushed to end the scene and begin another.
Then there was the whole Gale Peeta debacle. While reading book #2 I was afraid she'd go down the same road as Stephanie Meyer did with Jacob and Edward and in a way, she did. And I suppose a girl of seventeen isn't going to make the most rational decisions when it comes to her love life and perhaps most teenage girls have experienced liking more than one boy at a time -I cannot speak with any authority, for I have never been a teenage girl. When Peeta was taken by the Capitol, I thought things would turn for the better as far as the love triangle was concerned -I was wrong.
