The problem with Option B, as with Lean In, is that Sandberg has been asked to take the peculiarities of her own experience and pretend that they might apply to everyone, everywhere. This formula is inherently flawed, but it’s not remotely specific to Sandberg herself. Our culture is obsessed with making women translate everything they do from the personal to the prescriptive and back again.

-Heather Havrilesky ‘Option B and Sheryl Sandberg’s Impossible Position‘ The Cut


Even though losing her husband nearly crushed her and she worried that her children would never recover, this forever-A-student transformed her tragedy into yet another puzzle to solve — and it’s exactly the sort of puzzle that only a one-percenter would ever have the time and luxury to solve. It’s also the kind of puzzle that ambitious Americans — who have been marinating for years in the self-made, pull-yourself-up-by-your-bootstraps myths of pioneers and robber barons and industrialists and Silicon Valley conquistadors and Oprah alike — might find well-nigh irresistible.

-Heather Havrilesky ‘Option B and Sheryl Sandberg’s Impossible Position‘ The Cut





-董菁 《欢乐颂2》是一部现实主义的《关系颂》红网


little known

In bed, I felt relaxed and beautiful, as I imagine I shall feel in death. I had not been there long when another nurse appeared. She was in the uniform of a student and her face had the exalted look of a person who is doing a great deal of work and receiving no pay for it — which was, of course, exactly the case. She regarded me closely.

‘It says on your card that you’re a writer,’ she began, ‘but I’ve never heard of you.’

‘Did you come in here to harp on my obscurity,’ I asked.

‘No, I came in here to rub your back.’ She closed the door and I generously allowed her to rub my back. Later I was given a sedative and slept the uninterrupted sleep of the little-known.

-EB White “A Weekend with the Angels” The Second Tree from the Corner


Don’t believe that you have to “know someone” to get published (or get an agent or win a prize). Nothing good that has happened to me as a writer happened because I knew someone. Everyone in the lit business is looking for poems and stories and essays and books they love. This doesn’t mean dumb things don’t occur, that there is no such thing as this leading to that because so-and-so knew so-and-so, but beautiful things happen far more often than most people seem to believe. Make people fall in love with your writing. That’s how you get published.

– Cheryl Strayed FAQ


You hiked the PCT in the summer of 1995, but you didn’t write about your hike until many years later. Why did you wait so long?

I didn’t wait. I wrote Wild as soon as it occurred to me to do so. Wild is not in the “I did an interesting thing so I wrote a book about it” genre. It’s a literary memoir. I didn’t write Wild because I took a hike; I wrote Wild because I’m a writer. By which I mean until I had something to say about the experience, I didn’t have any reason to write about it. After I completed my hike on the PCT the story I most urgently had to tell was the one I told in my first book, Torch. It was published in 2006. In 2008, I began to write about my experience on the PCT and I realized I wanted to write a book about it.
– Cheryl Strayed FAQ


I was amazed that what I needed to survive could be carried on my back. And, most surprising of all, that I could carry it. That I could bear the unbearable. These realizations about my physical, material life couldn’t help but spill over into the emotional and spiritual realm. That my complicated life could be made so simple was astounding. It had begun to occur to me that perhaps it was okay that I hadn’t spent my days on the trail pondering the sorrows of my life, that perhaps by being forced to focus on my physical suffering some of my emotional suffering would fade away. By the end of that second week, I realized that since I’d begun my hike, I hadn’t shed a single tear.

-Cheryl Strayed Wild