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“Coming of Age in the West”: A Review of Destined to Ride Alone by R.G. Yoho

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  (Naples, FL: Speaking Volumes, 2016). ISBN: 979-8-89022-307-4 It was at the West Virginia Writers Conference in 2012 that I first met Western writer R.G. Yoho. We’ve stayed in contact ever since, as he’s steadily gathered awards for his ten classic Westerns, including this one, written for young audiences. Not only am I a lifelong fan of Westerns on the screen and page; I love and write in numerous genres, which are a special type of literature where the tropes are not only expected—they are the criteria by which the reader judges the writer’s specific contributions. While I was reading Destined to Ride Alone , I was also reading the seventeenth book in Louis L’Amour’s Sackett saga and Comanche Moon , the second book in Larry McMurtry’s Gus and Call tetralogy. Although they are each writing for different audiences, Yoho, L’Amour, and McMurtry are all masters of the Western trope. Destined to Ride Alone (the title itself is the trope of all Western tropes) takes as its cent...

“A War Without, a War Within”: A Review of Bob Van Laerhoven’s The Long Farewell

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  [Translated from Dutch by Vernon Pearce] (Next Chapter, 2025). ISBN: 978-4824156709 In 2021, I was asked to review a novel by an author named Bob Van Laerhoven. Set in South America in a time of revolution and turmoil, Alejandro’s Lie had the kind of depth and dark beauty of story and character that reminded me of Walter M. Miller, Jr.’s A Canticle for Leibowitz , Carlos Ruiz Zafon’s The Shadow of the Wind , and Frank Delaney’s Ireland —novels that you don’t just read; instead, you enter them fully and inhabit them, as they inhabit you. After such a memorable, moving experience, I welcomed the chance to review The Long Farewell , especially when I saw that it took place before and during World War II. Although I’ve long been fascinated by the rise of the Nazis, with all that’s happening today (especially in America, where I reside), I’ve been compelled to read book after book about the years 1938 to 1945. As I started The Long Farewell , I’d just finished one book by Erik La...