God writes this book because e is the one who supplies characters, plot, dialogue, and character development. I have absolutely NO say in any of those decisions. Characters come as I meet them. I only have a say in how they are portrayed. I am more a character of this story than an author of this story. I have had to wait for things to happen in my life to continue the story because, since this book is an autobiography, my use of imagination was limited to reality. When I vowed to write this book I took a great leap of faith because I did not know the end, for I had not yet lived it.
I am the female equivalent of Christopher Johnson McCandless. We both had the sort of personality to come from a child of an overworked government employee in the DC area, and we both took literature too seriously (we were the kind that doesn’t realize that Henry David Thoreau visited his parents on the weekend while he wrote Walden Pond). I am an iconoclast, juxtaposition, to all that you know. My life is a negotiator or “middle man” between many extremes. I am the anti-Bob Dylan. I do not mean that I am against him, but rather I am his antonym. He never wanted to be acknowledged as a dissenter, for he was not. I never wanted to be acknowledged as a goody-goody, for I was not. This entire book came about for the mere reason that I am a Christian Goth. I have been set on proving that a group known for their hatred of God does not truly hate God and that the group known for their love of God does not truly love God. That is not all that you will see. I am a philosopher, but I could be said to be more of a Diogenes than a Plato, meaning that my philosophy is a philosophy in action. I am also fairly young. By the time I will have made this book public I hope that I will be twenty-five years old. That is right; I gave myself a time limit, as if I were a time bomb.
I began life privileged. Not many people are aware of what it is like to live as a spoiled, only daughter but I will tell you. The fact that you are not one does not mean their pain hurts any less than yours. This is a story about how a very conventional child becomes controversial. If people read stories of unfortunate people they often want to read stories about the very poor or the very rich, so as middle class readers they may feel far removed from either situation. I, instead, will write about the injustices of the middle class. I will expose you to the underbelly of suburbia. Their injustices may seem smaller for they may not be as obvious, but all the injustices of the middle class cause the pain and misfortune of the other classes.
- Krakauer, Jon. Into the Wild. New York: Anchor Books, 1996.
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