Morris Langlo West was born in St Kilda, Melbourne in 1916. At the age of fourteen, he entered the Christian Brothers seminary ‘as a kind of refuge’ from a difficult childhood. He attended the University of Melbourne and worked as a teacher. In 1941 he left the Christian Brothers without taking final vows. In World War II he worked as a code-breaker, and for a time he was private secretary to former prime minister Billy Hughes.
After the war, West became a successful writer and producer of radio serials. In 1955 he left Australia to build an international career as a writer. With his family, he lived in Austria, Italy, England and the USA, including a stint as the Vatican correspondent for the British newspaper, the Daily Mail. He returned to Australia in 1982.
Morris West wrote 30 books and many plays, and several of his novels were adapted for film. His books were published in 28 languages and sold more than 60 million copies worldwide. Each new book he wrote after he became an established writer sold more than one million copies.
West received many awards and accolades over his long writing career, including the James Tait Black Memorial Prize and the W.H. Heinemann Award of the Royal Society of Literature for The Devil's Advocate. In 1978 he was elected a fellow of the World Academy of Art and Science. He was appointed a Member of the Order of Australia (AM) in 1985, and was made an Officer of the Order (AO) in 1997.
An interesting book, if not a particularly good one. Man visits Scotland and becomes involved with a rascal (who doesn't ring true) who doesn't have a lot of things to recommend him for friendship. Gets fairly dull at points. It is well written, however.
Summer of the Red Wolf is a book that explains ambitious people in a way that makes them look almost murderous: respectful of a rival’s strengths yet wanting to pick a fight with them.
An unnamed writer and war veteran, who’s nicknamed Seannachie, is sick of overanalysing life, politics, and people. He runs into an old friend, Alistair Morrison, in Rome who invites him to his home in the Western Isles. On his way, Seannachie meets an adventurous fisherman, Ruarri, who then turns out to be enmeshed in every shady activity imaginable. Ruarri’s excuse: he was born a bastard and he wants to earn his recognition as a man of the people and a man of nature. Morrison confides in Seannachie that he is Ruarri’s father and he wants Seannachi to keep Ruarri from breaking the law. Seannachi falls in love with Dr Kathleen McNeil, whom Ruarri too eyes. The love triangle pits the civilised writer with good table manners and the macho farmer and fisherman against each other, both trying to emerge as the smarter and stronger one.
Summer of the Red Wolf is a difficult book if you have never felt jealous of anyone or had a rival. While Ruarri and Seannachi are from two completely different fields, they both are impressed by each other’s skills, and hence feel threatened. Seannachi happens to be the first person to be able to look into Ruarri’s eye and predict his next move, unlike other submissive people in the village. I could completely relate to what both the characters feel for each other. I have a “frenemy” from school who transferred to Carnegie Mellon University in Pittsburgh from the Carnegie Mellon off-campus branch in Qatar, and I am incredibly jealous because I haven’t been able to go to my dream university. The said person is majoring in something related to Computer Science while I am a Literature major, and it does seem preposterous that I should envy her.
The first-person narrative in the book is racy and interspersed with lyrical descriptions of rural landscape and people and commentary on urban lifestyle, which makes everyone too busy for anyone but themselves. There are bits of thought-provoking philosophy on the futility of war and hatred. The gradual development of characters and their backstories makes the read a veritable cliff hanger. You know the characters well enough to think you can predict their next move, but their dynamism makes them unpredictable yet credible. I am only disappointed that the narrator chose not to comment on the activities of IRA or even take sides. You know Seannachie doesn’t think the activities of IRA are respectable, but neither does he think the English are noble. He criticises the English for monopolising the Western Isles and exploiting its people and you would expect some angry rant in favour of IRA.
My favourite lines in the book: “It’s the sea that feeds the oil refineries and the steel mills and the cotton spinners, and it’s the sea that’ll be feeding a hungry world when half the land is turned into a bloody desert.”
“The English were the most practised seducers in the world. They raped the girl first, taught her to love the child she didn’t want, then sailed home to write a bible about it: bonds of Empire, Commonwealth unity, the long tradition of liberty under the law, sell arms to South Africa, boycott Rhodesia, liberate the Maltese, disprize the Americans, build white elephants with the French, bring in the Jamaicans, shut out the Pakistanis, fight the Spaniards for Gibraltar, woo the Portuguese because they’re old colonials, subdue the Celts and turn them into nice competent public servants with a promise of pine forests all over the Highlands and new industry for Wales when the coal runs out and the last miner is dead with his lungs all black.”
It's sad Summer of the Red Wolf isn't one of West's most popular work. Only 53 people have rated it on Goodreads and it's not available on Amazon. :( I stumbled upon a second-hand copy years ago, and like all the unheard of books in second-hand bookshops which are oh so very cheap, I was drawn to it like a long-lost lover. I am glad I read this book: now I understand why I hate more than half the people I have ever met or heard of.
Not my normal read. The small cast of characters is set in the modern isles of Scotland. It's about a few people interacting, especially two very tough men, both pretty worn by life. It's a relationship story that would never be my first pick for reading - HOWEVER - I really liked it.
The story itself didn't grab me, at first. I'm not into how other guys think or pissing contests between them, but this story went far beyond that. There was a lot of mystery in the characters. We never fully know the story of any of the small cast & the mystery helps underscore the main strength of the book & that is the description.
I HATE long descriptions, as a general rule. West writes descriptions like a bard. They're interesting & give such a depth to the most mundane objects & actions that they could become an end to themselves. They don't, thankfully. No, they just underscore a story that became more & more interesting until on a beautiful day, I was stuck reading the last of this novel. (Curse you, Janny! I had too many other things to do!) I couldn't put it down. I had to find out how it ended.
There is a bump at the beginning of the novel. He says something about the girls being 'as buxom as a clover fed heifer'. I've never heard that phrase, but a heifer is a virgin cow, so it just doesn't work for me. I thought if I read many such gaffs, I'd have to put the book down. I never did, though. Instead, he reeled me.
This is one of my all-time favorite books. It's a story about a man, identified only as Seannachie, who goes to Scotland to visit an old friend. There he meets Red Ruarri MacTyre: a man who lives by old codes, some of them violent. The two men form an unlikely brotherhood, and Seannachie is drawn into Ruarri's life and into rivalry for the exceptional woman they both desire.
To tell more of the story would involve spoilers. Suffice to say, this is a deeply engaging story of people who find themselves living on the very edge of civilized life and accepting the consquences.
I originally read this in a Reader's Digest condensed form and liked it so much I bought the regular hardback. A good book, lots of adventure and a good character.
So well written, as always Morris West. So tender, so powerful, so real you can almost feel it—his writing makes me shiver! This is a book about loss and about trying to find your place in the world. If you don’t have time to read this book you can take a holiday (in winter) to the coasts of Ireland or listen to haunting Gaelic hymns or learn about Vikings and drink a bottle of brandy and I think you will get the same potent feeling.
“The smallest peoples have the most potent gods and the largest cities have men so tiny that you can hardly tell them from one another” “Does he loves you Maeve? He doesn’t know how to love seannachie. That’s the pity of it, he wants to but he doesn’t know how…He’s like a blind man hearing about colours, but never seeing them” “It’s a father he wants, seannachie. It’s the father he never had. A woman can’t be that. She can be his mother, mistress, wife, whore, all in one —but never a father..” “The real truth was right down at the bottom of the bottle. Respect—that he had to have. The tragedy was he’d earn it ten times over and then toss it away with some silly roguery before he knew it” “(A man from the coast) would never settle down to a subject the way a mountain man does, talking round and about it, under and over and through and back again, weaving the talk like a piece of cloth. His conversation is a series of sallies, now at one subject, now at another so you never quite know what he’s driving at.” “Ceilidh” the word that sums this all up : invite this book into your space, bask in its presence and then let it free.
A writer, accustomed to writing about the troubled spots of the world and living in the hustle and bustle of the cities, decides to take time off in order to recharge his spirit and find a certain peace of mind. He travels to the Western Outer Isles of Scotland, known as the Outer Hebrides, and settles in and around the islands of Lewis and Harris. His arrival to the area and his friendships with two young men, as well as his love for one young woman, Kathleen, provide the spark that ignites a drama of madness and terror that forever changes all their lives.
I really enjoyed this book, the first of Morris L. West's works that I've ever actually read although I may have some of his other books on my bookshelves downstairs. They are so well-hidden that I haven't actually investigated very well. I give this book an A+! and look forward to finding out whether I actually do have any more of Morris L. West's books around. He is an Australian author whose earlier life sort of mirrors my late husband's - as my husband spent roughly five years studying to become a priest, but left before he took his final vows.
Overall it was a much different book than I normally read(I went shopping and picked up about 20 books and half of them I knew nothing except the title or their appearance) there is no plot, it's 100% about the characters, there are some themes, like the love triangle between the Ruarri and the main guy, can't remember his name, and Kathleen, and the 'battle' between the two men. Ultimately I liked it but the writer gets lost most of the time and describes a single thing, emotion, or situation with 10 different analogies and useless information like driving directions and a little too much history which turned many parts into history lessons. Cutting out, or reducing it at least, could have made a much more succinct book, a bit less flowery which would have suited my taste. Worth a read, won't re-read it though.
3 1/2 stars. Novel set in Scotland, a man arrives to stay with a friend and get away from everything, where he meets Ruarri the “red wolf”. Ruarri is a free spirit, adventurous, living on the edge of legality with his various endeavors, and influences those he meets—both in good and bad ways. A doctor is also visiting and both the man and Ruarri are interested in her, setting up a conflict. A lot of Celtic tradition is woven throughout.
I read this book when it was a new publication and remembered it with a leading character who was extremely strong-minded and always knew what action to take. When I reread it twenty five years later, I didn't particularly care for it.
Novel - An unnamed writer and war veteran, who’s nicknamed Seannachie, is sick of overanalyzing life, politics, and people. He runs into an old friend, Alistair Morrison, in Rome who invites him to his home in the Western Isles.
2* This is a book unlike any I've read. The setting is unique; the lonely isles of Scotland and the sea. The characters are unnerving and hard to understand. Faith isn't part of the story, and the characters lack morals. I did enjoy the story and the poetic way it was written, even if I didn't understand it.
This is probably my favorite Morris West book. It has by far my favorite first line of any book I have ever read, and characters that make you want to stay engaged with and will come to love. Their lives intertwine in ways that cause great pain and even greater joy.
This is one of my all-time favorite books. I've read it so many times, the pages are falling out and one cover is missing. Morris West writes beautifully and despite it's age the book's message remains current.
This is such a different Morris West novel that I wasn't sure how to rate it. No wars or espionage, only slight hints of religion yet still a book that made you think about it when it wasn't in your hand. Such an excellent writer!
A really nice balance of intelligent writing and comic content. I was hoping that it would be a welcome break from novels exploring personal relations, but alas on this point alone I was disappointed.
I think this is the only book I've read three times. A love story. By the third reading, I didn't think quite so much of the book as I did the first two times.
Mientras lo leía, sentí que el viaje no solo lo había hecho el protagonista, sino yo como lectora. Y creo que esa era la idea inicial del autor: que el lector se pusiera en la piel del protagonista y emprendiera un viaje espiritual mientras corrían las paginas. De hecho, nunca nos enteramos el nombre del protagonista, a quien el Lobo Rojo llama Seannachie (narrador en gaélico). Quizá su mayor defecto es que el comienzo es algo lento, pero a medida que avanza la historia se pone mas interesante y dramática. Trata de un escritor que quiere huir de su pasado yéndose de viaje a las islas Hébridas, en el norte de Escocia. Allí volverá a reencontrar valores que creía perdidos del mundo de la civilización moderna. Conocerá a "El Lobo Rojo" un carismático contrabandista con en que iniciara una relación de amistad y rivalidad, y que le volverá hacer sentir lo que es la camaradería, el riesgo y la aventura. También conocerá a una mujer que lo devolverá al país del amor. Pero lo que empieza como un simple viaje de relajación se ira transformando en un drama enredado entre crímenes, secretos y estigmas. Morris West fue en su momento uno de los escritores australianos mas leídos, pero actualmente cayo injustamente en el olvido, al menos fuera de su tierra natal. Pero si les interesa leer algo de su autoria, este libro de aventuras y reflexión es un buen primer paso.
I am not entirely sure what to say about this story. I mean, I know that Morris West is a well-known, well-respected author of stories that many people enjoy; however, for me, this story was meh ... not horrible, so I finished it but not engrossing either, so it I had to force myself to finish it. I think it is that none of the characters meant anything to me - I never connected with any or even cared enough about any of them to really want to know how it all worked out. The writing was good, the storyline wasn't horrible and nothing about the book felt particularly "dated" which is pretty good, since it was written (and set) 50 years ago.
Great. Totally transported to the Western Isles. Really interesting how the tone/attitudes/tenor of the late 60s/early 70s pervades.
Love this bit:
‘Sometimes a man falls sick of the sunlight itself. He sees everything so clearly that he becomes blind and sees nothing all. Sometimes he falls sick of reason because the juices which feed his dreaming dry up. It's time to go then. Time to stick a shell in his hat, pick up the pilgrim staff and take the road.'
"What road?' "To the place of unknowing.' 'And where the devil is that?' 'A place where you are strange and a stranger and lonely, and because of that, perhaps afraid.'
I read it first in Czech as a teenager, and the Western Hebrides was a very exotic place for a Central European reader. Romantic. It's about the narrator being fascinated by a rather shady character. For the 17 y old me, that man was a romantic hero I feel in love with. Fortunately I never met any man like that on call life. Man that means trouble while being irresistible. Not safe. I recently bought an old boy and read it in English. It was still fun.
Listened to on Audible. The reading performance (5 stars) is better than the book itself (3 stars). The story is novel and the settings in Scotland make you feel like you are there. The character development, however, is not as good. There are three main characters - the "Red Wolf." the first-person protagonist, and the woman he loves. The Red Wolf character is very well portrayed in all his dimensions. The other two remain rather nebulous throughout the book.
Não tenho certeza de como definir essa história, é basicamente o relacionamento de três homens que se encontram na Escócia e travam conhecimento.
Alternam-se, então, diálogos e descrições... as primeiras podem momentaneamente envolver algum tema interessante, porém passam a ideia de um bando de machos flexionando bícepes ao tempo que o autor se esmera nas paisagens.
This is a book to talk, discuss, laugh , marvel at , with a book reading buddy.
The plot is quite simple,the prologue shows the reader a writer based in Rome on the edge of senility accidentally meets an old associate , tells him his terror . The friend recommends him to take time off and visit a place where he becomes a stranger. That will heal him. The old associate recommends his own place, hospitality at his lodge in the Scottish islands.
On the way to the love country the writes meets a beautiful doctor ,upon overtaking him on the treacherous highway , she had a near fatal accident . They later fell in love. Soon he meets Ruarri Matheson, the summer red wolf , a former mercenary, a fisherman , a wild , wild , wild man with chameleon like character . Ruarri has immediate respect for the story teller whom he immediately names Seannachie, a name for a writer.
The writer and Ruarri, embarks on a handful of adventures, testing each others masculinity , philosophy for philosophy, strength for strength, pound for pound, dollar for dollar, charm for charm, love for love for Ruarri was seeking for brotherly love from the writer, someone to tame him if possible, but that was not possible because of his wild nature, in the end our Ruarri gave up by committing suicide and surprisingly leaving his estate to his Seannachie.
Summer of the Red Wolf is a compelling adult read worth to discuss the lyrical style with a close reading buddy over some drinks .