I really like westerns (used to watch John Wayne and Clint Eastwood movies with my dad), although I don't read many of them. So, to shake things up a bit, I grabbed this off the shelf and was glad I did.
Warning: not for the faint of heart. This western contains beautiful and picturesque scenic descriptions in true Louis L'Amour old style. However, that's where the resemblance stops. Rod Thompson has managed to recreate a western setting with a solid dose of reality that made my heart race. There were times I wanted to stop reading. Not because the writing was terrible, but because the gritty violence made me cringe and despise those who were committing it. Let me be quick to point out that I'm not talking about the kind of nauseating violence represented in icky books that glorify rapes and shootings or try to 'romanticize' them. Rather, this is a story of Cormac Lynch, a boy emerging into adulthood, who witnesses the murder of his entire family. Thank goodness for the lighter, playful, and even humorous parts of the story, which lifted the mood just at the right times.
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The writing is so vivid that I felt genuine anger and horror during the murder scenes. Cormac's grief helped me to connect with him easily. It was easy to understood that his big heart and optimistic personality would always be shadowed by the tragedy so ruthlessly placed on him during his boyhood, zapping his innocence. I knew he'd be propelled to move forward in his life and I kept reading, curious to see how he'd find justice for the wrong committed. And yes, because anyone who knows me knows I love true romance, I also wanted to see him find happiness with the Irish woman he fell in love with.
I recommend this to anyone who likes westerns... or anyone who thinks they might like to try one.