This post is directly the fault of jesse_kips.

GUYS. YOUS GUYS. I BOUGHT THE HUNGER GAMES BY SUZANNE COLLINS IN LANCASTER TODAY AND CAN'T STOP READING IT.

No, seriously. I only bought it because I felt bad going into a second Waterstone's and asking after jobs without buying anything, plus my 'rents left me money (for food) for the weekend so I thought I could probably stretch to a book. I picked up Mythago Wood because SFX reminded me I want to read it but thought I'd just check out the teen section as well. You know, out of curiosity. And The Hunger Games was £1 cheaper and jesse_kips was all over the awesome of it in London, so I picked it up with the vague idea of reading it after I finish The Knife of Never Letting Go.

And then the train was too full for me to write so I stood up and read. Even after people left and I found a seat, I was like "...just one more page." And then I practically ran home from the train station, changed into PJs and sat on the couch with a coffee to keep reading. That was three hours ago and I've literally only stopped now because I'm starving, so I'm making my cheeseburger and trying not to start reading again until after it's done so I don't get interrupted by oven timers etc. every five minutes.

Seriously. Seriously. I'm actually flailing over this book, it's that good. It was definitely better spending the money on this over lunch.

Oh and also Harry Potter was amazing.* BUT THE BOOK. THE BOOK PWNS. IT'S BEEN WAY TOO LONG SINCE A BOOK DID THIS TO ME.


*I will squee. Tomorrow. I had my HP excitement post all planned out in my head and it's just gone right now. If you'd told me in the cinema something else would make me more excited before I got home, I would've laughed my ass off at you.**

**Unless you promised me a. Paul McDermott where I can actually see him on a real TV again, b. Primeval not being cancelled c. someone paying me a thousand pound so I can stop worrying about my dumb overdraft etc. This book is up there. Although there are a couple of hundred pages to go so WATCH THIS SPACE.


edit: I realise this post is of no use in assessing whether or not you'd like this book but I haven't finished it yet and I'm trying to both cook and type this, so you get a review tomorrow. Maybe. Depends on if the ending breaks me. In the meantime if you happen to be in a bookshop/on Amazon and what something... you know. Just sayin'.

Possibly I need some kind of moth-superhero name.

Just came into the bathroom thinking vaguely of having a bath, when I spotted a moth on the door. My mother hates them because of the eating-clothes thing and'll squash them at every opportunity; me, I feel more kindly towards the penny-sized ones over here after one about six inches wide attacked me in Australia (chickybee32 laughed at me. SIX FREAKING INCHES).

So I got it on my hand and carried it to the window, stuck my hand out so it could fly off and it did... directly into a spider web.

I may have spent the next few minutes banging on the window going "SORRY MOTH. FLEE! FLEE THE SPIDER! WRIGGLE MORE! THAT'S IT!" And cheered when it finally twisted free and fluttered off to no doubt be eaten by a bat.

Feel accomplished. Possibly Greenpeace will be on the phone to award me a medal. Or more likely, the men in white coats who my neighbours called after seeing me banging madly on the window yelling gibberish at, apparently, thin air.

...Still, I am that moth's hero tonight. Uh, sort of. I was almost the spider's.