I will need to be placed in an oxygen tent to regain my ability to breathe. The book did not take my breath away because of how well it was written or how well the plot line was constructed but rather by how poorly the two were designed. I wanted to eat the same plant that Chris apparently died from while reading the book so I would not have to finish the blasted thing!

This story of a young person rejecting the American society has been done time and time again and I am getting bored with this topic being handled in this manner. It is as if each generation needs their version of On the Road by Jack Keroac? Self proclaimed "intellectual vagabonds" are predictable to the point of boring.

The writer ignored the purpose of what adjectives can do for a sentence. The writer passed up wonderful opportunities to describe things/events with clean direct descriptions. The author is more out to prove his ability to sleuth around the United States gathering messages/dialogue etc. The book was disjointed and lacked basic structural flow.

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