“Just YUCK, I thought, when I heard of it. Some of the movie reviews are talking about the ghastly writing, so I suspect I wouldn’t have made it past the first few pages even if I tried.
I couldn’t “Hunger Games” because I can’t stand first-person, present-tense narration in a book.
“I walk into the kitchen at 5:00 a.m. There is cold, slimy dishwater in the sink, and plates and cups are scattered on the counters. ‘My sons are pigs,’ I think to myself, as I start running hot water.”
LOL. Anyway, I can hardly read fiction at all anymore, although I used to read a book every couple days. These days, the real truth is so riveting, I will start a fiction book and then be confronted with the unlikelihood of the plot and give up.
I like mysteries, for fiction.
I’m currently reading a biography of Chopin, and fiction couldn’t be any more improbable than his real life!