So I've keeping up on my reading lately.  I'm actually beginning to surprise myself with how much I am reading these days.  If you're wondering, I've read more books in the last two months than I have in the last two years!  It's weird; I'm a teacher, and I harp on my students about how they should be picking up a book at night instead of a video game controller, yet I spent most of my time working on my stats in Madden or MLB The Show.  Hypocritical?  Maybe; I mean, I am the adult in the equation, but sometimes it seems that I should take my own advice.

So I did.  I read Bump & Run, loved it, and then read the sequel, Redzone.  Another great read, although not as good as the first.  Lots of corruption, just like the first, but for some reason I just liked Bump & Run better.  It was then that I went over to the bookshelf in the living room.  I picked up our copy of The Hunger Games.  Katie read it a few weeks back and loved it; couldn't stop talking about it.  I decided to give it a try.  Man am I glad I did!

That is one of the most intense books I think I've ever picked up.  It is cover to cover non-stop action, and suspense.  It also has a bit of young love for those who crave that in their books.  The connection between the two main characters just intensifies the rest of the book and actually makes it so much better.  It isn't the type of connection that's all mushy and drives male readers away.  I wish I could give a summary like I did with Bump & Run a few weeks ago.  If I did, I would ruin the read.  

So if by chance you are still reading this, stop now, and go find a copy of The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins.  It took me less than a week to finish, so it's quick.  The only down side:  the sequel, which you will be dying to know what happens next, doesn't come out until September.  I'm already on the Barnes and Noble pre-sale list for it.