I Adore The Parallels Between Peeta And Caesar. On That First Interview Night, Caesar Saw Someone Who

I adore the parallels between Peeta and Caesar. On that first interview night, Caesar saw someone who managed to get the crowd to their seat's edge in much the same way as he can. He's likely only seen that a few times in his career & that made something with this character in how he views and perceives Peeta.

While I theorise that he saw Peeta winning that whole thing on that very night, meeting him again & again in front of a camera was seeing a genius bounce off of another genius to watching a kid deteriorate in front of his eyes.

I think more than once before the war began, Caesar must have seen something in Peeta that resembled himself. There was this kid with so much talent and charisma that he could have given Caesar a run for it had he been born in the Capitol.

What did that do to Caesar? To look at a kid from the Districts and have that kid stare back? Did he recognise a younger version of himself in him—separated only by place of birth in how their chances played out? And how must it have felt to watch that mirror deteriorate in front of him?

Real or not real?

(I know it's too early in canon for that reference but still)

"I do, I need you"

What do you think is going through Peeta's mind at this exact moment ? This is right before she kisses him.

Thinking about the fact someone I trust told me if the only reason I'm holding myself back from doing something I'm passionate about is my fear of failure then its time to do it scared.

Thinking about the fact someone I love reminded me worring about if people will judge me for my creations is a terrible reason not to tell a story I can't stop thinking about.

Thinking about the fact that they are right. Thinking about the fact that doing something you love is worth it regardless of what other people and your own doubts think.

Stopping my rambley train of thought there because I have a book to write. And I want to write it too much to listen to that voice of doubt and fear.

Katniss and Peeta, so totally not spying on Gale and his wife from their house on purpose while they argue about who’s ruining family dinner at Haymitch’s:

“Would it kill you to just let us have one nice dinner?”

“He started it!”

“He’s old!”

Katniss or Peeta, take your pick:

“Oh wow, she’s laying into him!”

“Shut UP! They’ll hear us!”

Gale and his wife again:

“‘Have some respect, boy’ who does he think he is? My father? Please.”

“This is his house! And your mother is happy, can we please just enjoy our dinner? It isn’t our place to say anything on her choice in men.”

“Men? A man should be able to walk down the street without getting winded! He can’t even do that!”

Katniss and Peeta again:

“I mean, he does have a point”

“Shh!”

(Hehe, I posted it @vasilissadragomir ! It was just too funny!)

One of my favorite dichotomies in writeblr is the circulation of two opposite but true ideas:

A) Don't stop writing.

B) It's ok to not be writing.

Both of these are true simultaneously.

A) If writing is your passion, if its something you love to do so so much then do what you can to prioritize it. This is permission to hold off on the laundry or the dishes and give yourself a night to order food delivery and write until your heart is content. It's also a reminder that you love to write so don't give up on it or yourself

B) When all of your spoons are dirty, bent, broken, or just plain gone, it is also ok not to write. The water that hardens the egg softens the potato so when you feel like a potato in a boiling pot, your writing can wait. It will always be there for you. It's not judging you or calling you names (but if it is, you can tell it to stuff it because you are its deity). Give yourself the grace to know that hard times are temporary and you *will* get back to writing. Forever doesn't exist.

I really hope that you see whichever type of post you need when you need it. Keep thriving, friends <3