I know that she's a best selling author, I know that she has a following that is a ba-jillion times bigger than mine will ever be, if mine ever be, but as a first line/passage . . . I say this stinks:
I stare down at my shoes, watching as a fine layer of ash settles on the worn leather. This is where the bed I shared with my sister, Prim, stood. Over there was the kitchen table. The bricks of the chimney, which collapsed in a charred heap, provide a point of reference for the rest of the house. How else could I orient myself in this sea of gray?
Almost nothing remains of District 12. A month ago, the Capitol’s firebombs obliterated the poor coal miners’ houses in the Seam, the shops in the town, even the Justice Building.
Collins, Suzanne - Mockingjay (The Final Book of The Hunger Games)
There's a bit more to that second paragraph and I would have pasted it if it had made the whole better, it did not, so I did not.
As a fan of the series (not devoted, but a fan in passing) and having read and enjoyed the first two books, I would hope that the first few lines of the final book would inspire me to read on with verve and gusto not make me want to lay the book down.
I'll read on, but I sure hope it gets better than the first line.

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