The thirty-five selections presented in it are arranged
chronologically by date of incident.
Ornery and unpredictable, Edward Abbey was always a horse
of a different color. Just when critics had him lassoed and
branded as an environmentalist or an anarchist or a
lover-romanticist, he'd slip the halter -- undeterred by the
taste-makers of the day.
From boyhood in Home, Pennsylvania, to his death in
Tucson, Arizona, in 1989, this book offers -- in Abbey's own
words -- the world of an American original. Whether writing
gact or fiction, Abbey was always an auto-biographer. Each of
the thirty-five selections presented here, arranged
chronologically by date of incident (not of publication),
demonstrates that Abbey was passionately, insistently his own
man. As poet-farmer Wendell Berry puts it: "He remains
Edward Abbey , speaking as and for himself, fighting,
literally, for dear life ... for the survival not only of
nature, but of human nature, of culture, as only our
heritage of works and hopes can define it."
(Reviews of previous books:)
"Praise the earth for Edward Abbey..."
"The announcement of a new Abbey book, whether
essays or fiction, stirs a personal craving no other current
American writer can satisfy. He is surely the most vivid and
poetic and thoughtful and outrageous and funny and angry and
loving recorder of the (interior and exterior) landscapes of
the Southwest. ... He is genial, shambling, sometimes sly,
always raunchy, fond of drink, profane, given to strong likes
and dislikes, hard-nosed, open, aware of frailties but just
as aware of strengths, inclined to prodigious anger,
enarmored of the outrageous and, surprisingly often, capable
of tenderness." -- Los Angeles Times Book Review
"Abbey can attain a kind of glory in his writing. He
takes scenes that have been well-traveled by other writers,
and re-creates them as traditional American myths" --
The New York Times Book Review
"A record as important and lovely as Muir's and
Thoreau's." -- William McKibben, author of The End of
Nature
"In Mr. Abbey's hands the mythologies of the West
are renewed. ... He is the voice of all that is ornery and
honorable. He's a prospector for truth, an exile from the
city, a desert rat who `cannot breathe properly without at
least a cubic mile of unshared space.'" -- Alice Hoffman
"We are living ... among punishments and ruins. For
those who knows this, Edward Abbey's books remain an
indispensable solace. His essays and his novels are
'antidotes to despair'." -- Wendell Berry
"A kind of outrageous comedy is the central to the
thematic body of Abbey's work -- a freewheeling willingness
to the brash, irresponsibly satiric, happily excessive. His
is a kind of gallows humor poised against the heartless
destruction of mountains and deserts and against mechanized
diminishment of the human spirit." -- Russel
Martin, The New York Times Magazine