T. C. Boyle’s “Love of My Life” is not at all what I was expecting to read when I first read the title. The title disgusted me when I first saw it because I was expected a sloppy soppy love story about star-crossed teens finding true love. I guess in a way I was right but in more ways I believe I was wrong. The piece was captivating but there are two parts that I can’t get out of my head. The first was the graphic threat that China made to crawl into the woods and bleed to death instead of going to a hospital. That was brilliant. It equated her to an animal and made her fear absolutely animalistic. Boyle’s is genius. The second scene I could not get out of my mind was when Jeremy threw the baby into the dumpster. It was so abrupt and startling and I absolutely did not see it coming. When he describes the noise the baby made as it hit the dumpster my stomach turned. I personally have not heard such a noise and I’m pretty sure most readers of the story are in the same boat as me, however I have thrown trash into dumpsters and heard the noise it makes many a times. I think that’s why it was so powerful. Boyle took something relatable and turned it into something morose and powerful. I also think this story is relevant because of the age of the characters, being close to our age. Boyle’s story was wonderful to read.
This would be a good model for you on how to deal with a dramatic situation without the conventions of genre or melodrama. And also how to cover a lot of time in the limited space of a story.
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