Once again: Not doing what I am supposed to.
I'm supposed to be reading the classics but...
Last week I saw The Hunger Games and loved it. When I tried reading the book a few months ago, I cringed and put the book down when the kids starting killing one another. Everyone kept saying how good the movie was, so I went to see it. You know what? The movie was excellent and not as violent as the book. Now I have to read the two other books in the series. I'm reading Catching Fire instead of The Canterbury Tales. Then I found Tracey Morgan's autobiography I'm The New Black on the discounted shelf at Barnes and Noble. While volunteering at the library I found The Great Molasses Flood of 1919 by Deborah Kops. Instead of reading Hurston's The Complete Stories, I'm reading Snow White Blood Red Edited by Datlow and Windling. Sometimes I like doing what I'm not supposed to do.
Last week I saw The Hunger Games and loved it. When I tried reading the book a few months ago, I cringed and put the book down when the kids starting killing one another. Everyone kept saying how good the movie was, so I went to see it. You know what? The movie was excellent and not as violent as the book. Now I have to read the two other books in the series. I'm reading Catching Fire instead of The Canterbury Tales. Then I found Tracey Morgan's autobiography I'm The New Black on the discounted shelf at Barnes and Noble. While volunteering at the library I found The Great Molasses Flood of 1919 by Deborah Kops. Instead of reading Hurston's The Complete Stories, I'm reading Snow White Blood Red Edited by Datlow and Windling. Sometimes I like doing what I'm not supposed to do.
