How To Build A Fire By Jack London

During the first half of the semester, I have experienced some sort of literary awakening. Reading these short stories on my own probably would not have happened if not for Concepts of Literature. As you stand up in front of us during each class, asking us questions about our previous assignments, and barely get a single response I am disappointed. I see the long faces of my fellow students and think “What the HELL is the matter with you kids? These stories are damn interesting!” Unfortunately, not everyone will be enlightened by this class, and that is truly a shame. FYI, this is not me kissing your ass, this is me expressing a keen interest in every story we have read so far and me saying thank you. . I will not feel the same way come poetry! Ha! Plus, I’m currently on a plane, on my way to Florida and just polished off my first tequila. But, that does go to show the interest I have in this class and Jack London’s stories, to be working on my paper on vacation and I have you to thank for that.
Jack London led a life of adventures, hard work and sporadic schooling. Did this life lead to the amazingly effective
Jack London’s insight and descriptive nature gives a clear picture of a time of desperation, innovation and the long ago forgotten struggle man faced only a century ago. Jack’s amazing talent for transporting us to a place of real life, found now only in descendants’ second hand accounts and story books, can make you wonder if, at some point somewhere in the history of all humanity’s happenings, did this day literally happen for some poor soul that thought he knew better than a seasoned Yukoner? For what happened to Tom, and the unnamed man in the second version, was a true possibility in those lost times. No GPS, no satellite phones, no internet or e-mail, nothing but you, ingenuity, and the countryside God gave