I stare down at my shoes, watching as a fine layer of ash settles on the worn leather.
Call Me Ishmael: Take the first sentence from your favorite book and make it the first sentence of your post.
So I started by writing my prompt, and then I went back and made my first line of the post the first sentence from one of my favorite books. This is such a tease to me because I read too many books to be able to choose a favorite among all different genres. Ask me to pick a favorite romance novel, sure, or historical fiction novel, okay. But one above all of them? So, I picked a book I read and appreciated emotionally many years ago. Mockingjay. Yep, simple, young-adult novel if you will, and the third book of the Hunger Games trilogy by Suzanne Collins. I liked Mockingjay because I appreciate first-person emotional instability. And when you are reading as if seeing through the eyes of a damaged yet relentless character, you feel the pain and the relief, and the depression, and the love. A majority of people who I have discussed this book with say Mockingjay is actually their least favorite because Katniss is depressed, and the beginning is slow and consists mostly of her internal struggles. I admit, it’s not the riveting action like that of Catching Fire, which I also loved, but it still kept me reading until the end. Hats off to you Suzanne, ya’ did good.