The commander returned his gaze toward the evening sky. Each time somebody messed up, the enemy was surely watching, he thought. He would not be able to talk to his wife about nights like this. Every mistake invited a catastrophic outcome. When his soldiers were blown apart by IEDs or hit by enemy snipers, he had a feeling of being alone, grasping at the aftermath. As the smoke drifted away, it left him in a miserable state of mind. Nothing left but to fill out paperwork, feeling dead tired and empty. The fight in Iraq was already dredging away at him.
W. Joseph O'Connell is an American author who lives in Texas. He graduated from Pennsbury High School in Fairless Hills, Pennsylvania, in 1987. After high school he joined the U.S. Navy as a journalist, serving at duty stations in Guantanamo Bay, Cuba; Argentia, Newfoundland; and aboard the USS Mount Whitney at Norfolk, Virginia.
After a 5-year enlistment in the Navy, he worked as a newspaper reporter in Texas until joining the U.S. Army in 2006. He served as an armor crewman with the 3rd Infantry Division during The Surge into Baghdad from 2007-08, and with the 1st Cavalry Division in Kirkuk, Iraq in 2010-11.
His favorite current writers include Bret Easton Ellis and Nelson DeMille.
The story of war is not new. The story of PTSD is not new. In this story, it is the treatment that is new.
The first three-quarters of the story enfolds around Iraq and the tanker unit whose mission it is to sniff out IEDs. The language is crisp, full of military detail about the dry, dusty life in a foreign land full of insurgents trying to destroy American forces. The primary setting involves the blasting heat of the desert and cramped tent camps, with forays into enemy territory where some of the locals are friendlies. In the fourth quarter of the story, we see what happens to those who survived and went back home. The language shifts into a beautiful prose that allows us to see more of the internal workings of the characters. The setting moves into a lush scenario of rivers, trees, farms, and stimulating cityscapes. Here, we begin to experience PTSD with bits of hope strewn in.
The title of the story is render. The definition of render is to provide or give a service or to cause to be or become. This becomes meaningful when the story is finished. When finished with the book, it might seem to be another PTSD story. But the story lingers and haunts us. Questions come up. Why is the story titled render? Why were our soldiers in Iraq? What kind of person becomes a soldier? Who are the bad guys? How does one get PTSD? Slowly we see how the story is about how the military, or a country, can ask a person to give a service and then, render that person into something different. Then, we aren’t sure any more what is right and wrong. The story does not feature the happy ending we want, but an ending we come to understand.
The characters are described more than developed. We don’t get to deeply know the characters while they are in Iraq. We only get to know them as their character relates to the military. We learn a little more when the characters return home. We can never truly say we know the characters, but in accordance with the theme of render, we understand how they came to be. It’s an enduring and universal story that I will remember for a long time.
This book was great. It was really made clear just how hard coming home from a deployment must be. This type of book is usually not my cup of tea but it was an easy read!