I’ve been able to avoid Wild for quite some time now, but after the Gilmore Girls revival, one of my book club friends decided that we should read it. My own personal experiences and Cheryl’s cloud my judgement on whether or not it was a good book. Strayed lost her mother to cancer in her mid twenties, I lost my dad to a motorcycle accident when I was 23. Both of us lost our center and while I had a support system (who was also grieving), Strayed didn’t. Both of us turned to self-destructive behaviors (although, I never went […]
Immediately after reading Wild, I posted on facebook, tagging all the women I know who hike, who camp, who have mothers, who are imperfectly trying to make their way through the world, who have made mistakes, who have thrown themselves into life, and who are absolutely fucking magnificent. This was an incredibly and beautifully powerful book, earning every bit of praise it has been given. I say this knowing full well that there are people out there who vehemently disagree with me.I have read a few reviews where Strayed is criticized for not giving back enough, for being selfish, for being unprepared […]
As an extra for the movie version of this book, I was in a scene in a post office where Strayed had been expecting a package and it wasn’t there. My off camera position to wait for the next take happened to be exactly where Witherspoon walked to when she made her exit. She seemed so angry, it was frightening to have her coming right towards me. She knows what she’s doing, that’s for sure.
Cheryl Strayed was 22-years-old when her mother died at the age of 45. Strayed fell into a downward spiral that led to a divorce and a casual relationship with heroin. During that time she got the crazy idea to hike the Pacific Crest Trail (1,100 miles) alone. She is wildly unprepared for the journey: she has no prior backpacking experience and, despite endless research, she skips things like going on a dry run with her pack. “I was amazed that what I needed to survive could be carried on my back. And, most surprising of all, that I could carry […]