Reading is more than a hobby for me - it's a passion. I list reading in the same category as... breathing. Except for Westerns. Until I picked up "The Lonesome Gods" by Louis L'Amour.
This wonderfully detailed adventure draws us in immediately by introducing Johannes Vernes, a young boy traveling with his dying father across the desert. His father, whose bravery is legendary, is determined to find a home for his son before he becomes an orphan. Unfortunately, Johannes already has a lot to overcome - a long-standing family hatred threatens his future, the harsh desert threatens his survival, and his own youthful inexperience at times threatens his success.
L'Amour's love for writing this book showed clearly in his lush depictions: The development of California, the exotic but stark beauty of the desert, and the effort he put into bringing each character to life. This book felt so authentic and was such an enjoyable read. More Westerns please!
This wonderfully detailed adventure draws us in immediately by introducing Johannes Vernes, a young boy traveling with his dying father across the desert. His father, whose bravery is legendary, is determined to find a home for his son before he becomes an orphan. Unfortunately, Johannes already has a lot to overcome - a long-standing family hatred threatens his future, the harsh desert threatens his survival, and his own youthful inexperience at times threatens his success.
L'Amour's love for writing this book showed clearly in his lush depictions: The development of California, the exotic but stark beauty of the desert, and the effort he put into bringing each character to life. This book felt so authentic and was such an enjoyable read. More Westerns please!
