There was the quitting my job as a waitress and finalizing my divorce and selling almost everything I owned and saying goodbye to my friends and visiting my mothers grave one last time. Duluth was a freezing hick town where doctors who didnt know what the hell they were talking about told forty-five-year-old vegetarian-ish, garlic- eating, natural-remedy-using nonsmokers that they had late-stage lung cancer, thats what. I followed behind, not allowing myself to think a thing. But she would never get there, no matter how wide she stretched her arms. Her love was full-throated and all-encompassing and unadorned. She loved horses and Hank Williams and had a best friend named Babs. She worked and worked and worked, and still we were poor. in a snooty British voice that made us laugh every time. There was the first, flip decision to do it, followed by the second, more serious decision to actually do it, and then the long third beginning, composed of weeks of shopping and packing and preparing to do it. And yet, here was my mother at the Mayo Clinic getting worn out if she had to be on her feet for more than three minutes. Eddie asked her when we came upon a row of them in a long carpeted hall. Just for a minute, said my mother, almost collapsing into one, her eyes meeting mine before Eddie wheeled her toward the elevator. shed ask again, and on and on and on, each time moving her hands farther apart. It was the ten thousand named things in the Tao Te Chings universe and then ten thousand more. She lived in five different states and two countries before she was fifteen. We made them into toysbeds for our dolls, ramps for our cars.
It is about forgiveness and grief and bravery and hope. Ann Hood, author of The Knitting Circle Cheryl Strayed can sure tell a story. He skinned her knees dragging her down a sidewalk in broad daylight by her hair. By twenty-eight she managed to leave him for the last time. It is voicebillowing with energy, precisethat carries Wild . She walked the Pacific Crest Trail to find forgiveness, came back with generosityand now she shares her reward with us. Its full of revelatory moments that will sometimes crush your heart and sometimes leave you breathlessly inspired. Its a book that will love you back, Kevin Sampsell, author of A Common Pornography. Wild is one of the most unflinching and emotionally honest books I've read in a long time. THE TEN THOUSAND THINGS My solo three-month hike on the Pacific Crest Trail had many beginnings. Trays and boxes that had been cracked or clipped or misaligned in the machine. Chelsea Cain, author of The Night Season and Heartsick "A candid, inspiring narrative of the authors brutal physical and psychological journey through a wilderness of despair to a renewed sense of self," Kirkus Reviews, starred review (12/19/2011). She worked the day shift at a factory that manufactured plastic containers capable of holding highly corrosive chemicals and brought the rejects home. Absolutely the hottest girls from Thailand and Asia.
It seems that the women of Asia are getting more beautiful and more willing to do the wildest things. By laying bare a great unspoken truth of adulthoodthat many things in life dont turn out the way you want them to, and that you can and must live through them anyway Wild feels real in many ways that many books about finding oneself do not. Strayed is a courageous, gritty, and deceptively elegant writer. Wall Street Journal Wild is the kind of candid vision quest-like memoir that you dont come across often. Then I considered the source: Cheryl Strayed, the author of a lyric yet tough-minded first novel [called] Torcha Great Lakes Book Award finalist . Shattered at 26 by her mothers death, her familys fragmenting, and the end of her marriage, Strayed upped and decided to do something way out of the realm of her experience; here she confronts snowstorms and rattlesnakes even as she confronts her personal pain. Barbara Hoffert, Library No one can write like Cheryl Strayed. The Washington Post A big, brave, break-your-heart-and-put-it-back-together-again kind of book. Mira Bartk, author of The Memory Palace A vivid, touching, and ultimately inspiring account of a life unraveling, and of the journey that put it back together. So many heal-myself memoirs are available that initially I hesitated about [Wild]. Wild [is] Strayeds account of her 1,100-mile solo hike along the Pacific Crest Trail, from the Mojave Desert to Washington State.Louis Dispatch, Vogue Winner of the Barnes & Noble Discover Award Now a major motion picture starring Reese Witherspoon and Laura Dern At twenty-two, Cheryl Strayed thought she had lost everything. We were twenty miles away from two small towns in opposite directions: Moose Lake to the east; Mc Gregor to the northwest. We played it while planting and maintaining a garden that would sustain us through the winter in soil that had been left to its own devices throughout millennia, and while making steady progress on the con- struction of the house we were building on the other side of our property and hoped to complete by summers end.In the wake of her mothers death, her family scattered and her own marriage was soon destroyed. In the fall wed attend school in Mc Gregor, the smaller of the two, with a population of four hundred, but all summer long, aside from the occasional visitor far-flung neighbors who stopped by to introduce themselvesit was us and our mom. We were swarmed by mosqui- toes as we worked, but my mother forbade us to use DEET or any other such brain-destroying, earth-polluting, future-progeny-harming chemical.Told with suspense and style, sparkling with warmth and humor, Wild powerfully captures the terrors and pleasures of one young woman forging ahead against all odds on a journey that maddened, strengthened, and ultimately healed her. The numbers would be seventy-nine, eighty-six, one hundred and three.