Wild: From Lost to Found on the Pacific Crest Trail by Cheryl Strayed Review

Memoir
336 pages

     At twenty-two, Cheryl Strayed thought she had lost everything. In the wake of her mother’s death, her family scattered and her own marriage was soon destroyed. Four years later, with nothing more to lose, she made the most impulsive decision of her life. With no experience or training, driven only by blind will, she would hike more than a thousand miles of the Pacific Crest Trail from the Mojave Desert through California and Oregon to Washington State — and she would do it alone.
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.

Completion: A+
Writing/Style: A
Characters: A+
Plot/Pacing: A-
World-building/Atmosphere: A+
Sub-genres (Romance, Humor, Mystery, etc.): A+

Final Grade: A+ Get Thee to a Bookstore!

As I read this night after night during my last couple weeks of my college semester, I felt like I really went hiking on the Pacific Crest Trail with Cheryl Strayed. Strayed is a devastatingly good writer, making me cry only thirty pages into the memoir. 

From the odd encounters with people and wildlife to the stunning views, the writing transported me into this place and moment in time. The pacing with content like this must have been tricky, and this book could have easily become episodic and distant or tedious in its sporadic events. However, the reading of this novel was more like a smooth car ride: I was able to feel the distant gained, going up and down the heights and valleys with none of the motion sickness. Strayed effortlessly describes the grind of the trail, the surprise of these wild characters and events, and the emotional and spiritual residence such an experience carries.

I will keep this review brief for I would hate to spoil the experience nor do I want my relentless praise to turn any of you away from it. So, I suppose I will end the review on this: read it. Who do I recommend this memoir to? People.

Artemis Fowl by Eoin Colfer Review

Fiction
316 pages

Twelve-year-old Artemis Fowl is a millionaire, a genius—and, above all, a criminal mastermind. But even Artemis doesn't know what he's taken on when he kidnaps a fairy, Captain Holly Short of the LEPrecon Unit. These aren't the fairies of bedtime stories—they're dangerous! Full of unexpected twists and turns, Artemis Fowl is a riveting, magical adventure.



Completion: A
Writing/Style: C+
Characters: C-
Plot/Pacing: C-
World-building/Atmosphere: C+
Sub-genres (Romance, Humor, Mystery, etc.): C-

Final Grade: C+ Library Rental

  This novel was a really mixed bag. The whole second half of this book I spent wondering what exactly this book was: middle grade? Young adult? Now, this normally doesn’t bother me. In fact, I cannot think of a single instance where I’ve even really given it much thought.

However, the writing in this story is such an odd mix of overly high level material mixed in with pandering, obvious immaturity that I still don’t know what to think. On one page the narrator would be talking about taxes, the economy, killing whales for oil, and other content that I just wouldn’t expect from a young adult book much less a middle grade book, but then on the next page the narrator would make farts and other bodily functions important to the lore and the plot. The book really seems like it was written for an older audience, but then condescendingly added fart jokes to lower it to middle grade.

  But let’s back up and start from the beginning.To be frank, I’ve had this book on my shelves for a couple years now, and one thing has kept me time and again from picking it up is this: it is a story about a boy genius. That might sound silly, but it is a personal pet peeve of mine. Whenever I tend to encounter this type of character, most authors commit one or more of these lazy writing sins:

1.) Calls a character a genius and nothing more
2.) Calls a character a genius and only gives that character a big vocabulary to prove it
3.) Calls a character a genius and then dumbs down the other characters to make that character seem smarter

Thankfully, Colfer avoided all of these but instead took his own puzzling route with it. Artemis Fowl is a boy genius that doesn’t act like a boy genius. He is intelligent to be sure, but, except for a couple of moments when he’s thinking/interacting with his mother and a bizarre joke near the beginning where it seems he does not understand that people have sex, there is no sign of him being twelve years old.

Except for these few times when it is convenient for the plot to remember our main character’s age, Artemis does not act, behave, or talk like a kid. Which considering the novel does have fairies, I was willing to give more leeway with at the start of the book. Who knows, I thought, perhaps the fantasy element will help explain this? Spoiler: it does not. If this had been a cartoon, again I would have given it more leeway. In the end, I resigned myself to the explanation I concocted on my own: he comes from privilege and power and thus has the resources and luxury to be more educated than others.

Does this explain everything? Hardly. Artemis acts with the skill and calm of a villain, with the poise of someone with experience, and with a stoic nature unfit of a normal child. Nor is it explained why his sidekick Butler does not rein Artemis in. It is explained that the Butler family has always served the Fowl family; however, am I to believe that there is no adult Fowl alive and well that can take care of Artemis and direct Butler?

So, yes, my pet peeve rarely flared up because Artemis so rarely reminded me that he was supposed to be a kid; however, this does come with its own weaknesses. Firstly, Artemis seems to lack a personality other than being a smart anti-hero character. While he sometimes has good lines of dialogue, Artemis for some unexplained reason is emotionally constipated. This lack of emotion really made the character more wooden than he needed to be, making him both hard to relate to and hard to become emotionally invested in. Artemis rarely shows emotion at all except with his mother, which could have led to a better sympathy for both characters and a transformation in Artemis. However, the small payback for this subplot is practically erased in the epilogue.
Of course, this all makes it sound like I hated the book when I really didn’t. I was intrigued by the advanced writing and plot. The side characters were pretty fleshed out and always colorful, even if not all of them were exactly my favorites. As well, the liberties Colfer took with fairy lore reminded me fondly of Rick Riordan’s liberties with Greek mythology in the Percy Jackson series.

I only wish that Colfer had fleshed out the main characters more, especially Artemis, had found a more fitting tone, and tweaked the epilogue. Without giving anything away, the narrator revealed in the epilogue just seems improbable if not completely lacking.

Once again, such a shame as I was very interested in finding out who the narrator was. If Colfer had made these fixes, I would have been that much more invested in the characters and plot, and I think the book could have become one of my favorites like Percy Jackson. As it is, I would still say give it a read if you’re interested, but hopefully you now know just what exactly you are signing yourself up for. As for me, I think I’m done here. For the first book in a series, Artemis Fowl was an interesting experiment; however, I think continuing on would only risk the flaws becoming even more tedious.