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To Blog or Not To Blog… that is the question. (The Hunger Game by Suzanne Collins).


It is amazing how addictive blogging can become. I actually find myself wondering if to add something daily, or if to wait a couple of days before trying to add something of significance. But then again… what is really significant?

 I can tell you I am completely enjoying reading ‘The Hunger Games’. The writing style is a little different to the norm with its short sentences, but it still manages to capture your interest. I have only started so I do not know where it is going, so only time will tell how these relationships turn out.
“Will she fall in love with Peeta?”
“Will she have to kill him?”
“Will she ever see G ale again?”
Some many question and only time will reveal the truth. JUST LIKE LIFE.

The mystery is what is forcing you to read on. In the end you want to know who it is she really can trust.

I can tell you one thing… after reading just the first part I cannot wait to see the movie. I am officially a FAN.

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  1. Jillian...I added you as the guest host on my blog hop. Hopefully you'll get a few more followers from it. :) See you tomorrow. xo

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  2. I have only heard about the Hunger Games. I don't even know what it is about. Going to have to google it later as I am hearing lots of people talk about it.

    I stopped by from I Love My Online Friends Monday Hop. I know follow you by GFC. I don't have GFC but your welcome to follow any way you choose :)

    Looking forward to reading more of your posts.

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  3. Hi Jillian,
    I am a new Follower from the I Love My Online Friends Monday Hop. I have been blogging for just over a year now. I wish you all the best as a blogger. Take care and have a good week.
    Judy - JUDY H-J'S THOUGHTS

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  4. My book club read "Hunger Games" and found it to be a compelling plot - as well giving us some great social commentary to contemplate long after the final page.

    A new follower from the I Love My Online Friends blog hop. Welcome to the online world!

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  5. I am a new follower! Good luck with your blog!

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