Colby Buzzell Boeken

Like many of his generation, Colby Buzzell was jumping from one dead-end job to another, a paycheck away from moving back home. He spent his time skateboarding and killing as many brain cells as humanly possible. Tired of the monotony, he found himself in front of an army recruiter. Within months he was in Iraq, a machine gunner in the controversial Stryker Brigade Combat Team, an army unit on the cutting edge of combat technology, and the first of its kind. This is the startlingly honest story of a young man and a war: trapped amid "guerrilla warfare, urban-style" in Mosul, Buzzell was struck by the bizarre, absurd, often frightening world surrounding him. He began writing an online web log describing the war as he experienced it. As the popularity of his "blog" grew, Buzzell became the embedded reporter the army couldn't control. --From publisher description

Colby Buzzell has always been a loner. An autodidact who never went to college, he was dubbed “the voice of a generation” by Robert Kurson for his daring and critically acclaimed book, My War: Killing Time in Iraq. Half a decade later, overwhelmed by the birth of his son and the death of his mother, Buzzell finds himself rudderless. Desperate to escape the constraints of his postwar existence, he packs his things, gets in the car, and, for five months, drives across America—no map, no destination. In his 1965 Mercury Comet, Buzzell travels through the bowels of a country steeped in economic turmoil and political malaise. With a bottle of whisky in one hand and a pack of cigarettes in the other, he takes us on a tour of big-box stores, grimy gas stations, abandoned warehouses, strip clubs, and flophouses. He captures the distinct voices and vivid stories of a forgotten America—Cheyenne, Omaha, Salt Lake City, Des Moines, Detroit, and San Francisco’s Tenderloin. Buzzell unearths America’s bones in all their beauty and starkness. And like the veterans of Hemingway’s Lost Generation, he struggles to reconcile his wanderlust with his responsibilities as a man and a father. Lost in America is a stunning account of the ravages of war on one individual. It also reveals deep truths about a more universal journey: the struggle to find our place in the world—without a map.