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|Two Roads to Sunday||Marilyn Johnson||Novel||3||n/a||Sep 14, 2014|
Summary:There are two main characters in this story - Dirt Wakefield and Sarah McClanahan. Dirt is a curmudgeon loner from northeast Georgia rambling about in the Badlands of New Mexico in the 1860s with his faithful canine companion, Dawg. He happens upon a gold mine that he claims for his own. Danger awaits him around every turn since claiming the mine. Sarah is from Slade, Kentucky, and she and her husband, Effird, are heading to California by wagon train. Effird is a mean-spirited man and Sarah is disgusted with herself for putting up with him. She wants to start a new life for her daughter, Cassie, and herself once they reach California. There are dangers lurking along the way for her. This novel contains western words used in that period of time. If you can't find a word listed in your current dictionary, you may want to look it up here: http://www.legendsofamerica.com/we-slang.html. Thanks in advance for reading.
|The Horse Thief||D.Clifton Watts||Novel||6||n/a||Sep 5, 2011|
Summary:This is the first part of either a long short story or novella about a character I later wrote an unpublished novel about. Please feel free to comment--either good or bad. A former comanche captive on the southern plains faces his worst enemy while traveling with the cavalry after the Civil War.
|The Red & Vermillian Cliffs||The White Wolf||Novel||7||n/a||Oct 20, 2010|
Summary:This is a Historically correct western that takes place in 1876. A U.S. Marshal and a Army Major have disappeared when they travel to what is now Utah. They are investigating reports of Comancheros and Mormon Danites in the area around Kanab. Please read the manuscript all the way through, note places where the story raises questions in your mind. Are you surprised by something a character said or did? Is the plot not progressing as you expected? Does there seem to be an inconsistency? Does something need to be explained? Look for grammar problems, feel free to correct them. Please point out words that stand out-good or bad, the metaphors that fail or work, dialogue, descriptions, voice, tone, style, characterization, point of view, dialogue, setting, plot, structure, tension, conflict, pacing and theme. In the military we called this a murder board, please feel free to shread every word if you so desire... Thank You
|Do not stand by my grave and weep . .The Legend of Blues Eyes||Buffalotales||Short Story||7||1.30||Sep 16, 2009|
Summary:Captain U.S. Army, circa 1870, falls in love with an Indian Maiden, leaves her for his career, later returning to find life there has taken a fateful turn. Feedback very welcome
|The Night the Horses Screamed||M. Dyer||Short Story||19||2.13||Jun 30, 2009|
Summary:This short story is based on an event that happened on my family's ranch in Eastern Oregon about a century ago, in which 30 horses were killed in a barn fire. I've taken the liberty to imagine the event, weaving around the few details of which I have knowledge. J.W. was my grandfather. I write non-fiction, primarily personal essays and memoir. This is my first and possibly last work of fiction, and my first introduction to 'The Next Big Writer'. If you have the patience to read to the end, thank you. (Be kind.)
|Trails of a Lonely Heart||Trampas||Novel||4||n/a||Mar 16, 2009|
Summary:Wyatt Dillon was born and reared in the Leinster Mountains near a little town called Bunclody in County Wexford Ireland. From an early age he fell in love with the American West. At the end of the 1960’s he immigrated to America to follow his dream of still finding the cowboy way of life. Despite the obstacles and the disillusionment of finding out that the cowboys days were long gone he fulfilled part of his dream by setting up and acting as guide on trails rides for outfitter camps across America. Because of his vast knowledge of the local Leinster mountains and forests in 1990 he was hired by an syndicate in Oklahoma to set up a western outfitters ranch in his home town up in the mountains which he had not seen since he immigrated. During his term working there he rekindled his friendship with his boyhood best friend Shane Conrad. He also met Maria Larimore, a beautiful young horse-loving model that stole his heart and her unpredictable friend Jack Travelion, a rich and very ambitious young man. After a burning relationship with Maria and despite his love for her he decided to return to America where he met the equally beautiful young ranchers daughter Mandy Newman. Within a year they were married and started up their own ranch in Riverton Wyoming breeding and training young reining horses. Fifteen years on Maria Travelion as she was now called, and her fourteen-year-old son were kidnapped and had been taken into the Leinster Mountains on horse back by four dreadful men who were also wanted in America for other crimes. On the request of Maria’s very rich parents who lived in New York, the FBI in coordination with the local Irish police called in Wyatt to help them track down the kidnappers. Leaving his home and lovely young wife Mandy in Riverton, Wyatt returned to Ireland where he rode into the forests after the kidnappers risking his life for his former sweetheart. Could he get to them in time before they died of the winter cold or at the hands of their kidnappers? Where was his old friend Shane? Was his love for Maria more than what he had for Mandy? Would he stay this time or not. Would she still want him to stay? Did she really love Travelion? In the cold dark treacherous mountains, and after the death of four innocent men, Wyatt using all his mountain experience and cunning on his old mountain horse Smokie, finally came face to face with the kidnappers to fight it out to a bitter and deadly end. When the echo of the guns stopped and the mist rose, who would finally ride down out of the mountains?.
|The Last True Cowboy||Sideman||Poetry||17||0.47||Oct 9, 2008|
Summary:Back in the 70s, I lived in San Antonio, Texas for about five years. I played lead guitar in a country band while I was there. I would see all these guys in their Stetson hats and Tony Lama boots trying to impress the ladies. My guess...you put any one of them on a horse and they'd crap all over themselves. I got to thinking abnout it and wondered when the last TRUE cowboy would eventually disappear. This is what I came up with. Any and all comments welcomed.