My friend sent a note that caught my attention:
"I'm now reading 'The Crossing" - another one of his tales of the west, the south west US. It takes place in the 1930's. 16 year old Billy Parham captures a she wolf that has been killing his family's cattle. But instead of killing it, he takes it back to the mountains of Mexico. I love his spare, economical prose and his ability to capture regional speaking rythyms. Eg,"
"You Married?
No sir. I ain't but sixteen.
Don't get married. Women are crazy.
Yessir.
You'll think you've found one that ain't but guess what?
What?
She will be too.
Yessir."
Women are ruinous to your health.
"I'm now reading 'The Crossing" - another one of his tales of the west, the south west US. It takes place in the 1930's. 16 year old Billy Parham captures a she wolf that has been killing his family's cattle. But instead of killing it, he takes it back to the mountains of Mexico. I love his spare, economical prose and his ability to capture regional speaking rythyms. Eg,"
"You Married?
No sir. I ain't but sixteen.
Don't get married. Women are crazy.
Yessir.
You'll think you've found one that ain't but guess what?
What?
She will be too.
Yessir."
Women are ruinous to your health.
