In reading ‘The Call of the Wild’ by
Jack London I was continuing the theme of brevity from ‘The Great Gatsby’. ‘The
Call of the Wild’ is not even a novel but a short story of roughly 60-65 pages
depending on edition.
The story is told entirely from the
point of view of a dog named Buck, who is kidnapped and sold from his pampered
city home and sent to serve in the Alaskan gold-rush but conquers not only the
elements and toil but any attempts to break his pride.
Elegantly dealing with the themes of
civilisation versus nature, cruelty and love, and the inexplicable thing that
is instinct; London created an unforgettable tale (no pun intended), instinct
that the author so aptly defines as “the memories of his ancestors become
habits”.
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