"North and south, as far as his eye could see, it was unbroken white..."
Our story today is To Build a Fire, by Jack London.
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Jan 30, 2010
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That is one of the few books i read in my youth that still conjures up vivid visual images of man against nature. A chilling story literally and figuratively.
Posted by: john wrenn | Jan 30, 2010 at 11:22 AM