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One reason I had so much trouble with the Hunger Games is that the book gave me no relief from tension. I don’t ask for a Jar Jar Binks or something so stupid, but I’m human and I can’t sustain fear and sadness for an entire book.
As I thought about this on the way to, at, and on the way home from the grocery store tonight (buying replacements for food I had to chuck after Sandy), I figured it out: the tension relief was there all along. I just didn’t get it because I’m not a teenage girl.
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