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Cormac For Dummies
much promising material but lots of problems too
auspicious beginningsOf course there are some inevitable comparisons with Cormac McCarthy- both authors write about the West as it was and maybe still could be if not for the exigencies of life, their stories both involve a mythic coming-of-age for young men, and they both have a smooth rythym that makes a kind of poetry of space with each turn of the page. And while it is notoriously difficult for young writers to instinctually develop a voice that is uniquely their own, McCarthy is an author worth emulating. As far as overdoing style, McCarthy is an estimable writer, and All The Pretty Horses is one of my favorite books, but sometimes McCarthy's writing can be a bit overwrought as well.
Every now and then, Across Open Ground does seem to be striving a bit too much for the "deep" thing when just keeping it so without such a carefully rendered explanation would have been enough. For example, one rather less-realized scene involves a group of soldiers on a train, and the spiritually bereft experience of war. This is one section where the dialogue isn't spare, but it seemed to miss something about men and how they speak to each other. The care that is evident is such places though(and there aren't many), also reveals itself in the construction of the rest of the novel. The story is enveloping, the characters endearing, and the dialogue has an even flow that makes the novel move nicely as you read it. And sometimes there is a certain sentence or a paragraph that asks to be read again and again, when the writing is damn good. Overall, Across Open Ground has much to recommend it, and is an enjoyable, involving read about life in the Old West and love and war and becoming an adult in a strange world. As a debut by Heather Parkinson it is very promising, and the author's next book will have me eagerly anticipating its arrival.


Great Read - def. recommend
Good True Crime Novel
To close to home.

When used with other guides
well researched, great photographs, THE GUIDE to own
Top Notch Accuracy

Great if you want to read *about* the trail, but leave it home
CDT is a Work in Progress
A CDT Goldmine of Info!!!!

Enjoyable stories but tends to self-promote
Everyone really does have a story
a new appreciation

Superb Stocking StufferThe short tale may be somewhat predictable, lightly sugar-coated, and in certain cases a little less than plausible, but none of those debatable deficiencies is a crime. This allegory of two neglected little old ladies trying to prove that good people still exist among the modern day Christmas hustle and bustle leaves the reader with a very satisfied feeling.
In fact, I preferred 'Stranger' to the enjoyable, but in my view overrated modern classic "The Christmas Box." Amidst all the holiday habiliments, sneak an hour to read it, and you may completely re-prioritize your Christmas to do list.
A pleasure to read, generating laughter, sadness, and joy.
heartwarming

Good moments are few and far betweenWhat disappointed me most was the constant narrative self-references such as (I'm paraphrasing here...) "I guess it was the boy in me trying to be a man." Yes, the narrator is reflecting on his experience, but I couldn't shake the feeling that Ms. Barnes views on her own character were injected into his thoughts. Show me that he's a orphaned teenager struggling with growing up, don't tell me (at least not so many times!). Along with some rather flat dialogue, these kinds of passages really broke the immersiveness of the novel.
On the good side, there are a few scenes that are very well done, particularly the ones involving Caruso. The pacing is crisp; the characters (mostly the minor ones) unique, and the settings blend well with the action.
In the end though, I didn't find this novel to be memorable. It doesn't measure up to recent western novels such as Kent Haruf's "Plainsong", Claire Davis' "Winter Range" or Savage's recently reprinted classic "The Power of the Dog".
See how it all connectsBuddy Hope has fled Oklahoma, where his father's drinking and abuse has finally resulted in a car crash that has killed him and his wife. So orphaned, Buddy, who is 17, and his brother Lee, who's 25, set out for the West, for anyplace other than where they've been most of their lives. Anything's got to be better than what they've known so far. That they wind up in a north Idaho mill town, where Lee, with his skills at the guitar, his fine voice, and his way with women, attains something like happiness (though with Lee you can never tell; if you're not happy in your heart, you're probably not happy in your skin)is no more than dumb luck. But sometimes dumb luck's the best kind. Especially, as it turns out, for Buddy. Buddy is at loose ends. He's smart, sensitive, feels like something's wrong, but all he knows is Oklahoma wretchedness and little else. He lives with Lee in the back room at the Stables (based on a real and REAL hot bar/nightspot in the 50s in N. Central Idaho), sneaks mistake drinks and walks in the canyon. He's bound for a mill job, maybe. Or worse. He's bound for the kind of oblivion his father perfected into misery.
But into Buddy's life and into Snake Junction comes Irene Sullivan, a red-haired, stop-traffic beauty (if you get through this novel and you're not in love with Irene, talk with your doctor about . . . well, watch TV. You're hopeless) who's maybe twice Buddy's age. Irene's running from her past too, but unlike Buddy (and Lee) she's also sure about what matters in life--love and honesty and fairness. That's what she gives to Buddy: a real life. A life beyond willful redneck ignorance; a life where things like wine, opera, and fair play for people who aren't white is exactly the way it should be. She helps Buddy find Caruso--the singer and the horse. She helps him be the man who can be, not the man the world will allow. She's also the hero of this book. It's Buddy's version of the story, but Irene is the moral and ethical (and sensual) center of the book.
This story of Buddy, Irene, Lee, and the others in Snake Junction, as well as the voice it comes to us in (which is beautiful and skillful) is Buddy's. The whole novel comes to us as Buddy's memory. He's an older man doing the telling. And the skill with which he gives us the story has everything to do with what Irene gave him when he was 17. For if you can see there's a world where doing the right thing matters (even sacrificing what you care for most in the process), then when you decide to tell your story, as Buddy does, you'll want to do it as carefully and passionately as Caruso sang an aria, as Hank Williams wrote about heartbreak, as a salmon swims for home. Buddy's voice is the sanest you'll ever hear, and among the most honest. And also probably among the most deeply wounded.
What Kim Barnes does is make it all connect. This is no careless, plot-fueled, hopeful screenplay acting like a novel (though if Hollywood's not as dull as we fear it is, someone will make a magnificent movie from this book). This is the sort of novel people long for. It will make you laugh and it will make you cry, and when you put it down you will know in your heart that, pretty soon, you will want to read it again.
And then you'll tell a friend about it too. It's that good.
Finding Kim Barnes

pretty good MTB guide for Idahofact which eluded the previous two reviewers. THERE ARE time and
difficulty ratings for each trail. It is well done and worth
your time if you are into MTB and would be in Idaho. It also
has altitude changes for the rides. Very helpful. Enjoy.
Great information, but not as helpful as it could be.BUT, there are two things this book is missing that any good hiking book has. Each and every trail description in this book has a 'quick glance' section which lists a quick description, general location, maps, special attractions, difficulty, season and contacts for more information - BUT not trail LENGTH or an estimated time to complete! You have to read the entire description to find the length and probably won't find an estimate of the time required. Sure, this is OK if your friend recommended hike 'X' and you want to look it up. But, it is terrible if you are looking for a hike of, say, 6 miles that you can complete in 3 hours. It's just not readily available - you'd have to read the whole book! Even better, many guides have an index of sorts where you can see this information (and the availablity of backcountry campsites) for all trails at a glance, then go to the specific trail(s) that interest you.
This is what this otherwise great guide is missing. I returned mine and picked up 'Trails of Western Idaho' by Margaret Fuller instead - which does contain this information. Ms. Fuller's book is older (1992 vs. 1995 for this Falcon Guide), but not terribly so. She has some newer revisions for her other quides and I'm hoping this one will be reviced soon as well!
Good general guide to hiking Idaho

One word: WEAKI thought the writing in this book was really weak for the most part. Problem number 1: The plot was very basic and was stretched too thin. It may have worked as a short story or novella, but not as a 350+ page novel. Thus, in order to fill up the pages, we get lots of repetition (after reading the fifteenth detailed description of Joey's "urges," I was ready to throw the book across the room) and development of useless characters whose ONLY purpose in the story was to be killed in a gory fashion. I read the restored version of THE STAND right before this, and although THE STAND is 1200 pages long it contains far less useless/boring material than GUARDIAN.
Problem Number 2: The prose reeks of false drama. Nearly every chapter or section ended with an over-the-top dramatic sentence fragment. In addition, by the end of the book, most of the paragraphs were one-sentence dramatic statements. This is a great device to use once in a while to trigger a response in the reader, but it kills the tension when practically the entire book reads that way. I was actually laughing by the end of the book because it was getting so ridiculous.
Problem Number 3: This book is predictable! I guessed the two major "surprise" plot elements before the book was a quarter of the way through, and I am usually terrible at figuring out mysteries. Once you figure out what is going on, the story becomes a series of mindless death scenes. Again, I think this is the result of trying to stretch a perfectly good idea for a SHORT piece into an entire novel. The suspense for such a simple (and I don't mean "bad") idea just can't be credibly kept up for so long.
Problem Number 4: The end is unsatisfying, cliched, and an obvious set-up for a needless sequel. Come on John, we know you can do better than this!
I hope I'm not offending any John Saul fans out there, but I really think this novel needed more work before it was ready for primetime. The feeling I got reading this was that he was churning out a formulaic thriller simply for the sake of the dollar$ he would make. It felt like he was hardly trying. I guess that's okay, if you don't mind reading the same thing over and over from the same author, but now I'm scared to pick up any of his more recent stuff. Saul appears to have been stricken with the dreaded John Grisham Syndrome. Here's hoping he'll snap out of it soon.
engrossing and then horrifically sad, sensitive bewareI was so upset by this book at the end that I swore I would never read another book by Mr. Saul.
The book captured me within minutes

Did not live up to its promise
the wounded heart is human
It was a GREAT read, and I was sorry to see it end.
Parkinson also falls into this group of unfortunates.
"Across Open Ground" -the jacket illustration even mimics McCarthy's 'Cities Of The Plain'- is so derivative as to be laughable. Which I did, laugh, out loud several times so ridiculous is the sophomoric pseudo-prose.
This book reads like a ninth grade English assignment to read one of McCarthy's Border Trilogy books, and then do the best possible version of the story as a bad imitation. It's
like reading a parody of a parody.
The author gets so lost in bad attempts at aping McCarthy, her verbose descriptions of landscapes, sunsets and the characters cease to make sense. There is little continuity to this novel, and the author contradicts herself often in the plot and scenario.
This is bad writing. Very bad, and totally unoriginal.
If you haven't read McCarthy, please do so. Then, come back to 'Across Open Ground'.
While I laughed at parts of this book's stylistic absurdity, I was crying for the pain of reading it. The most interesting thing about this novel, is the lack of quotation marks. Sadly, another McCarthy stylistic trait, stolen and misused