The Call Of The Wild

So, I have just completed my second book by Jack London "The Call Of The Wild". I've become very drawn to the way he writes. London has quite the talent for portraying feelings that are at the core of any species survival. My favorite passage in The Call Of The Wild is on life and the ecstasy one feels in living...

"There is an ecstasy that marks the summit of life, and beyond which life cannot rise. And such is the paradox of living, this ecstasy comes when one is most alive, and it comes as a complete forgetfulness that one is alive. This  ecstasy, this forgetfulness of living, comes to the artist, caught up and out of himself in a sheet of flame; it comes to the soldier, war mad on a stricken field and refusing quarter; and it came to Buck, leading the pack, sounding the old wolf-cry , straining after the food that was alive and that fled swiftly before him through the moonlight. He was sounding the deeps of his nature, and of the parts of his nature that were deeper than he, going back into the womb of Time. He was mastered by the sheer surging of life, the tidal wave of being, the perfect joy  of each separate muscle, joint, and sinew in that it was everything that  was not death, that it was aglow and rampant, expressing itself in movement, flying exultantly under the stars and over the face of dead matter that did not move." Pg. 91

London creates the most beautiful moments of understanding between reader and animal.  The humanistic feelings that the main character experiences are all feelings (on some degree) that the reader can personally relate. Feelings of fear, passion in work, hate, survival, love, and above all; a connection with the raw earth, the woods ,the fields, the moon shinning off of fresh snow.

Its so refreshing to engage in such a beautiful writing style. With action, drama, love and all the wonderful things this life has to offer to fill our days with excitement, all with a happy ending.