In honor of Memorial Day, I started reading The Things They Carried by Tim O’Brien yesterday afternoon. I’m already halfway through. It’s marvelous. Here’s a little taste.
"She had crossed to the other side. She was part of the land. She was wearing her culottes, her pink sweater, and a necklace of human tongues. She was dangerous. She was ready for the kill."
I am thankful to all of the men and women who have given their lives so that I might live freely, happily, and without fear of what wolves may be coming in the night. They’ve carried a heavy burden indeed.
illustration by Sol Jeane
You know how people buy drinks for girls in bars? Why can’t people do that in book stores? Like if I’m looking at a novel in Barnes and Noble and some person walks up to me and strikes up a conversation and offers to buy the book for me there is a lot better chance of that working out in their favor
I’m going to reblog this until it’s a cultural norm.
Lets do it
plus less chance of drugs being slipped into your book
#TBT to that time I stopped dating a guy because he told me at some point I would have to stop reading so many books if I really wanted to “experience” life.