The Outrun
A Memoir
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4.1 • 19 Ratings
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- $11.99
Publisher Description
“It’s wild writing: sexy, unguarded, raw, and ardent … highly recommended.”—The Millions
After a decade of heavy partying and hard drinking in London, Amy Liptrot returns home to Orkney, a remote island off the north of Scotland. The Outrun maps Amy’s inspiring recovery as she walks along windy coasts, swims in icy Atlantic waters, tracks Orkney’s wildlife, and reconnects with her parents, revisiting and rediscovering the place that shaped her.
A Guardian Best Nonfiction Book of 2016
Sunday Times Top Ten Bestseller
New Statesman Book of the Year
PUBLISHERS WEEKLY
When Liptrot leaves rehab in London, she returns to her Orkney childhood home, the interior and exterior landscapes of which she maps in this spectacular memoir. Winds lash the land, sometimes moving tons of rock, as Liptrot weathers her cravings. On an island where the map can be "altered in the morning," Liptrot remembers her drunken buzz through London. Descriptions of millennial city life are sorrowfully precise: "Years went by in a blur of waiting for the weekend, or for my article to be published, or for the hangover to end." Later, she wonders, "Had all my life been leading up to doing Kundalini yoga with a bunch of pissheads... in various states of... mental anguish on an institutional carpet?" And yet, transcendence follows. She drives Orkney at night listening for threatened birds. She searches for a fata morgana, marvels at seals, but nevertheless wonders why bother when one can "watch nature documentaries on YouTube?" Even with "twenty tabs open,", this magnificent memoir is a record of transformation in its truest sense what it means to leave behind the tabs for experience. Orkney legends tell of seals changing into humans, but, here, Liptrot is the shape-shifter, peeling off her wetsuit like blubber after snorkeling in the ice-cold sea.
Customer Reviews
How very fine.
It speaks eloquence on every plane - nature - memoir - recovery - self discovery. A first person account of simple, complex honesty. Just wow.
Thank God
That’s over. I kept hoping it would get better. I wanted to like it. I almost just stopped reading it completely, but I decided to finish it. I hate that I won’t get that time back.