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“Jordan's weird western snatches the best adventure and suspense elements from both genres and distills them to their essences, creating a violence-laced but enjoyable romp.”—Publishers Weekly
“Calamity is a lesson on how to do it right. Highly recommended.”—Peter David, New York Times Best-selling Author
“J. D. Jordan's Calamity is a satisfyingly gritty, intense and entertaining novel that deserves the attention of speculative fiction readers . . . It's something different, because it offers a fascinating glimpse into the early life of Calamity Jane. It's quite an extraordinary sci-fi Western romp.”—Risingshadow.net
I’m sure you’ve heard of Calamity Jane, but this is not a novel about Calamity Jane. At least not the Jane you may have read about. Calamity Jane is part of the legends of the Wild West, but long before she scouted with Custer or “Wild Bill” Hickok, she was a fifteen-year-old girl with a fiery temper.
Violence and tragedy turn young Jane’s world upside down and soon she finds herself riding with an alien gunslinger—the Green Man—through a landscape of revenge and betrayal.
Along the way, she learns how to shoot a six-gun and how to stand on her own, even when surrounded by Lakota warriors, and be respected. From space ships to guns that can shoot the wings off a butterfly a mile away, young Jane realizes that the universe is far bigger than the Wild West and that she can trust no one in it to save her but herself.
When the villainous Grays meddling in the wars between the Indians and the government stand in the way of the Green Man making his way home, Jane finds her desire for revenge may be less than her loyalty for the longrider. And in that realization, she becomes the hero the Wild West has long remembered.
So, forget what you know of how the West was won. Forget the Indian Wars and Custer’s Last Stand. Instead, learn the truth of what happened when a young girl met a longrider she called the Green Man . . .
300 pages, Paperback
First published September 1, 2016

“How many folk done ride with you?” I asked him. “before me, I mean.”Bottomline: 3.5 stars. A quick fun read, that created enough interest for me to do a little digging into some of the people and places mentioned in the novel. I hope Mr. Jordan expands on this world. I’d read another installment. On my buy, borrow, skip scale, a solid borrow.
He cocked his head a bit, I recall, and rolled them black eyes across the way we’d come rather than meet my look. “A few,” he said then. But after a spell he followed on, saying, “None alone, though. You’re the first at that. I done rode with some fellas, even some soldiers, after a fashion, but never just one.” Then he seemed to laugh a little, some queer smile bending his lip. “Sure not like you, Jane.”
Well if that didn’t bring a smile to my face, I don’t know what could. Then, some dumb giddy laugh in my voice, I kicked a splash and said, “Expect I’m someone proper to ride the river with, do you? Reckon you think I’m just daisy!”
He laughed just a little at that. Fucking sunshine, that laugh was. Then he just nodded. “We’ll see.”