nothing will ever hit the way reading catching fire for the first time did. the honor to have read this without any knowledge of the film cannot be understated. i've always loved catching fire best because of the sheer rage in it. and i've known anger best all my life. nothing is quite as tangible and as fulfilling as anger. you don't have to question anger the way you do sorrow. you just pull it taut and let it loose, like an arrow into a weak corner of a forcefield.