Sometimes truth is weirder than fiction. A Stranger in the Woods is Christopher Knight’s story. Knight lived in complete solitude in the dense, unfriendly Maine forest for over a quarter of a century. Breaking into nearby homes and camps and stealing only what he felt he needed to stay alive, Knight became a legend that had some neighbors hating him, some fearing him and others admiring him. After he is caught in the acting of stealing and imprisoned, the author travels from Montana to Maine eight times to interview Knight and try to discern what kind of individual would desire no human contact for twenty-seven years.
I read A Stranger in the Woods to understand the psychology of Christopher Knight. Perhaps because Knight’s communication skills were sometimes lacking, I never truly felt I knew him.