You don't have to bet on horses to know that life isn't fair, but it's as good a way to learn as any. In a perfectly fair world, Kim Wickens's LEXINGTON: THE EXTRAORDINARY LIFE AND TURBULENT TIMES OF AMERICA'S LEGENDARY RACEHORSE would be judged entirely on its own merits. And those merits are very good indeed. Wickens has taken the story of a half-remembered racehorse from the antebellum era and infused it with new life, and glory to her.
But--heh heh heh--this ain't a fair world, now is it, and my best guess here is that many of you (most of you?) will react the same way that I did, which is to say that I enjoyed this book the first time I read it, when it was called SEABISCUIT. Which was a genuine hit at the time, a tour de force, a relentless bolt of lightning of a book,. Not to mention the affecting story of author Laura Hillenbrand and her personal travails with illness.
Now, I think that it is, you know, perfectly normal to think that, well, you've read one long book about a historical racehorse, and you don't have to read another. Which you don't. I mean, nobody is making you read anything here. You don't have to read at all! You can go into the kitchen and make oatmeal raisin cookies, and then eat a hot oatmeal raisin cookie out of the oven, and burn your tongue, and drink some milk to make your hurt tongue feel better, and then when your family gets back from dance lessons they will gripe because you didn't make chocolate chip cookies instead. So maybe reading was a good idea after all.
So, to get back on track for a second here, it is not only unfair to compare the Lexington book to the Seabiscuit book, it's reductionist and lazy. This is not just because these are two different books about two different horses in two different eras. This is because (deep breath here) they are entirely two different animals. So to speak. (Yes, I know they're both horses, shut up). The two books are different genres altogether.
SEABISCUIT is a memoir. It is written in incredibly skillful prose, with larger-than-life characters and tells the story that's only unfamiliar because we've forgotten about it, despite it being incredibly well-documented. And that's fine! Nothing wrong with that. But LEXINGTON is not that.
LEXINGTON (dropping the long subtitle here) is a history, which is different. It is not in any way lyrical, and certainly isn't romantic. Wickens doesn't have the advantages that Hillenbrand had--no one is alive who remembers seeing Lexington run, and the historical record is much thinner. To counterbalance things, LEXINGTON has a much broader scope, embracing the topics of enslaved jockeys and Quantrill's Raiders and nineteenth-century taxidermy. Hillenbrand is telling the story of a horse; Wickens is tracing the (surprisingly broad) impact of a horse on history.
Lexington raced in a racing era that isn't recognizable today, not least because his bloodline changed so much of it; Seabiscuit (among most other racehorses whose name you may know) is a descendant, so was the first Kentucky Derby winner. In the pre-war, pre-PETA era, Lexington ran not only four miles but multiple back-to-back four-mile heats. Lexington was hired by one of the great promoters of the era, and dominated the New Orleans tracks that were then the center of the racing world.
Lexington's career doesn't have quite the elan of Seabiscuit's--there aren't any celebrities or hundred-grand races, but it was a different era and in many ways more colorful. Where Hillenbrand gives short shrift to Seabiscuit's career as a stallion, Wickens extends her story far beyond Lexington's racing career to his impact as a sire--not only of racehorses but of warhorses. And Lexington has an issue to deal with that Seabiscuit never had--he loses his sight due to a heroic bout of overeating, of all things.
It was Twain who said that "It were not best that we should all think alike; it is difference of opinion that makes horse races." You can't help the comparison, unfair though it might be. I take the view that LEXINGTON does not, and need not, stand in the shadow of SEABISCUIT. Wickens has taken a single thread out of the nineteenth-century tapestry and embellished upon it, making it sparkle against the harsh background of slavery and war. If you only want to read one book about bygone racehorses, maybe you should consider reading two. Or making chocolate chip cookies this time.