The story that they carried

          This week I’m reading The things that they carried. By Tim O’Brien, Due to my packed schedule, particularly towards the end of the school year; it has been a considerably long time since I've had the opportunity to so thoroughly drink in a book like this. The past week or so I've spent reading and reading (and reading, and reading) The Things They Carried, living in its pages, watching every word, hearing every phrase in my head, exploring, searching for meaning and truth and lies in every corner... 

I'm breathless as I'm typing this, actually. I just have so much to say about this book. I'm sure I could fill pages upon pages, examining every drop of ink in this brilliant text. I'll spare you, of course. 

I'll do you all a favor and give you with a quote from my point of view on O'Brien's masterpiece! 

I'm breathless as I'm typing this, actually. I just have so much to say about this book. I'm sure I could fill pages upon pages, examining every drop of ink in this brilliant text. I'll spare you, of course. 

I'll do you all a favor and give you with a quote from my point of view on O'Brien's masterpiece! 

"The only way to represent the self is to delicately smash that self into pieces, spread those pieces around, and create something new from the remnants of what previously existed. Some tremendous work, an engrossing web of stories and ideas and truth and lies, The Things They Carried and all characters and events in it were created by a Tim O’Brien who took the intricate ceramic vase of his own life and broke it into dozens of small and large segments, and, with fiction and lies, constructed and restructed his own experiences in order that they convey the real truth, beyond the 'truth' of what really happened and what did not... O’Brien put the fragments together to form a unified, fictional, honest story which I wish to mentor."So cool!!