wild and free.pngTitle: Wild and Free: A Hope Filled Anthem for the Woman Who Feels She is Both Too Much and Never Enough

Author(s): Jess Connolly & Hayley Morgan

Publisher: Zondervan

# Pages: 238


Why I Chose This Book:  I had just finished reading For the Love when I stumbled across this book (which I LOVED), and I assumed it would be very similar.   Honestly, the subtitle caught my attention.  I constantly feel restless and insecure, wondering why I am not living up to expectations (placed on myself, of course) of reaching the illusive image of success.  I certainly wouldn’t consider myself wild, by any means–I never really have been.  My “wild days” are quite tame–I’m an old soul in a young body.  But freedom is something I am constantly seeking–freedom from the captivity of fear, freedom to truly be myself without worry of disappointing others. The role of women in Christianity  (and society at large) is a point of contention for me.  Finding a way to contribute without driving yourself insane trying to live up to expectations of others is difficult (and often times heartbreaking).

What I Thought:  Putting cohesive thoughts together for this one is a little difficult due to the expectations I had placed on it prior to reading.  I wanted a lighthearted piece that would guide me on a journey of both self-acceptance and personal growth.  While some of the chapters hit home (Chapter 9: The Danger of Staying Tame) and made me want to change some of my habits, I frequently felt I was in the middle of a graduate course on the multiple connotations of specific words.  Interesting, sure.  Inspiring? Not really.

The two authors have very different personalities, so even if you don’t relate to one, you will most likely relate to the other.  (I’m very much a Hayley personality–like I said earlier, wild isn’t my style. I get small in times of conflict, hoping to go unnoticed and not make waves, rather than large in hopes of intimidating the “threat.”)  The authors alternate writing each chapter, with a comment from the other at the end of each chapter. The writing style rambled a bit too much for my taste.  Personal anecdotes that should have been engaging just made me want to skim the pages for the next bit of meaty content.

Overall, this book left me unsatisfied.  I can’t pinpoint exactly what I would have wanted to see,  (which is extremely frustrating, I’m sure).  The authors wrote from the heart, attempted to connect to their readers, and provided factual information to back up their claims.  I suppose, metaphorically, I felt like I received a Caesar salad when all I wanted was the prime rib.  Still delicious, just unsatisfying.)