- Paperback: 315 pages
- Publisher: Vintage Books; 1st edition (March 26, 2013)
- Language: English
- ISBN-10: 0307476073
- ISBN-13: 978-0307476074
- Product Dimensions: 5.2 x 0.7 x 8 inches
- Shipping Weight: 5.6 ounces (View shipping rates and policies)
- Average Customer Review: 13,057 customer reviews
- Amazon Best Sellers Rank: #1,220 in Books (See Top 100 in Books)
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Wild: From Lost to Found on the Pacific Crest Trail Paperback – March 26, 2013
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From Author Cheryl Strayed
I wrote the last line of my first book, Torch, and then spent an hour crying while lying on a cool tile floor in a house on a hot Brazilian island. After I finished my second book, Wild, I walked alone for miles under a clear blue sky on an empty road in the Oregon Outback. I sat bundled in my coat on a cold patio at midnight staring up at the endless December stars after completing my third book, Tiny Beautiful Things. There are only a handful of other days in my life--my wedding, the births of my children--that I remember as vividly as those solitary days on which I finished my books. The settings and situations were different, but the feeling was the same: an overwhelming mix of joy and gratitude, humility and relief, pride and wonder. After much labor, I'd made this thing. A book. Though it wasn't technically that yet.
The real book came later--after more work, but this time it involved various others, including agents, publishers, editors, designers, and publicists, all of whose jobs are necessary but sometimes indecipherable to me. They're the ones who transformed the thousands of words I'd privately and carefully conjured into something that could be shared with other people. "I wrote this!" I exclaimed in amazement when I first held each actual, physical book in my hands. I wasn't amazed that it existed; I was amazed by what its existence meant: that it no longer belonged to me.
Two months before Wild was published I stood on a Mexican beach at sunset with my family assisting dozens of baby turtles on their stumbling journey across the sand, then watching as they disappeared into the sea. The junction between writer and author is a bit like that. In one role total vigilance is necessary; in the other, there's nothing to do but hope for the best. A book, like those newborn turtles, will ride whatever wave takes it.
It's deeply rewarding to me when I learn that something I wrote moved or inspired or entertained someone; and it's crushing to hear that my writing bored or annoyed or enraged another. But an author has to stand back from both the praise and the criticism once a book is out in the world. The story I chose to write in Wild for no other reason than I felt driven to belongs to those who read it, not me. And yet I'll never forget what it once was, long before I could even imagine how gloriously it would someday be swept away from me.
Echoing the ever-popular search for wilderness salvation by Chris McCandless (Back to the Wild, 2011) and every other modern-day disciple of Thoreau, Strayed tells the story of her emotional devastation after the death of her mother and the weeks she spent hiking the 1,100-mile Pacific Crest Trail. As her family, marriage, and sanity go to pieces, Strayed drifts into spontaneous encounters with other men, to the consternation of her confused husband, and eventually hits rock bottom while shooting up heroin with a new boyfriend. Convinced that nothing else can save her, she latches onto the unlikely idea of a long solo hike. Woefully unprepared (she fails to read about the trail, buy boots that fit, or pack practically), she relies on the kindness and assistance of those she meets along the way, much as McCandless did. Clinging to the books she lugs along—Faulkner, Flannery O’Connor, Adrienne Rich—Strayed labors along the demanding trail, documenting her bruises, blisters, and greater troubles. Hiker wannabes will likely be inspired. Experienced backpackers will roll their eyes. But this chronicle, perfect for book clubs, is certain to spark lively conversation. --Colleen Mondor --This text refers to an alternate Paperback edition.
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I love the story, and I love Oprah, but I hate having her perspective forced on me as I read. I'll never buy an Oprah digital book again.
Though I have hiked and backpacked some, and now with two young children it's challenging to go out, it made me want to do the same hike. Not for her reasons, but because every human has their own complicated life to contemplate away from civilization.
In a wonderful prose she describes the trail, her past, her present and is achingly honest with the reader. The beauty and the ugliness, of both the wilderness and herself. You learn what drives her, her doubts, and those tiny moments she decides to keep going. How a thousand mile journey begins before the first step, how each step is brutal, and the transformation each step bestows.
Wonderful read and will recommend it to my children when they doubt themselves. Or even when they achieve something. Ultimately, a great book that draws you in and stays with you.
Now as for the main character... I was not a real fan. I thought she was a slefish brat with a well-fed narcissist issue. She complained... and complained... and complained. Alot of the story as about her feet... and I get it.... hiking great distances- hard. And the majority of the story concerned whether men liked her or thought she was attractive.
There was a little or no discription of the surroundings so unless you have been to the Pacific Northwest, you have no idea how visually impacting the area truly is... I felt a huge rift in any empathy I could really feel for her.
Overall, even with my lack of concern or empathy for the main character... there was value in the story. Just because we are broken, doesn't mean we stay broken. I would still recommend the read.
I recently read the book Wild by Cheryl Strayed. I had bought it a while back on Kindle because it was on sale and after I started it I devoured it. And by devoured, I mean that I read it in two days, staying up until 4am to finish it because I just couldn’t put it down.
Admittedly, a book like Wild would speak to me. I do love redemption stories. I love them even more when they’re memoirs of real people.
Wild is about a girl who, after her whole life falls apart (her mom dies from cancer and she gets a divorce—although of course it’s so much more complicated than just that), decides to hike the Pacific Coast Trail (or PCT). Now, I had never heard of the PCT, but I’ve heard of the AT and I once led a retreat on the movie The Way, which is about a man on el camino de Santiago (in Spain). I do know something about and love trail stories. I think that there’s just something transformational about that kind of challenge. I’ve always wanted to do a long distance (read: several month long) hike. Cheryl’s story only reiterated all the reasons I want to do so.
There are a few of things about Cheryl’s story that bother me, but there is a lot that I find inspirational. Because it’s a memoir, it’s not as though you can really critique the “plot” (although I will say sometimes I wanted to shake her and tell her to get the f*** over it), but as I was reading I found myself forgiving her stupid decisions because she describes her actions and motivations so clearly. Cheryl is a masterful storyteller and you can very clearly visualize the scenes that she shares, both the ones on the trail and the memories from before that led to her finding herself walking 1,100 miles on a trail she only barely knew about. I was impressed at how openly she shares some very raw, painful moments of her journey, including moments that she obviously regretted later.
This is truly the story of how a woman who was broken and angry with life found healing and peace. I think it’s a book that I will pick up again and again. I definitely recommend it. 5 stars!