The frontier is a natural setting for outliers, people driven by circumstances to the fringes of civilization or
choosing of their own accord to live there. We take that for granted about western fiction, with
its outlaws and lone lawmen. Adamson’s novel flips over that set of conventions
and examines them from their dark underside.
Plot. Her central character is a young woman, Mary, herself an
outlier on the frontier by virtue of her gender. Women were in short supply in
the Old West, and Adamson would have us be aware of what that might have been
like for an unattached young woman—who also happens to be a fugitive.
Mary is a widow,
having shot her husband, and we don’t know why for half of the novel. What
matters is that she is being relentlessly pursued by the identical twin brothers of her
former husband. It doesn’t matter that she might have had good reason to kill
the man. They intend to run her down and put her behind bars.
Crossing the
sparsely settled terrain of western Canada, she encounters a string of people
who, like herself, are outliers—or “outlanders” as the story prefers to call
them. There’s a batty old woman in a decaying house that seems lifted from a
Southern Gothic novel. Then she’s found by a mountain man, William Moreland,
who lives off the land and what he can pilfer from forest ranger stations. They
venture into a tempestuous sexual relationship that lasts until she wakes one
morning alone again.
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She encounters an
English-speaking Crow Indian, born in Baltimore, now returned to his tribe with
a white wife. And so on, until she fetches up in a mining camp called Frank.
There she’s given shelter by a friendly minister, and she takes a job at a
supply store run by a dwarf. Meanwhile, she is being sought by both her twin
brothers-in-law and Moreland, who regrets that he left her. All three
eventually catch up with her, but not for long.
Storytelling
style. Adamson is a writer of poetry and short
fiction. The narrative has that loosely structured quality of stories strung
together with characters that come and go. The voice is often elusive and
dreamlike, slow-paced, especially the opening 80 pages.
There we learn that
she killed her husband after the birth and death of an infant. She seems
unhinged, traumatized, unfocused, though super aware of her surroundings. She
has unsettling flashbacks and hallucinations, hears voices.
Poetic passages
emerge in the narrative like interludes of song. Here Adamson describes a dream of
Mary’s father, who was an Anglican priest:
Her father
stood to his waist in rushing water, fishing rod held high above his head. The
sun was sharp on the corded water, dancing like pennies on a blanket. She saw
his thick black shirt, the stiff collar glinting like metal, and his gaze was
fixed on the river. He took a step deeper into the cold water, gave the rod a
gentle tug, another tug. The unseen fish fought ferociously, the line of its
life leading to his hand.
Brings favorably to mind
Norman Maclean’s A River Runs Through It. And then there is an entertaining series of ghost stories told by
a gathering of miners.
The novel is not
strongly plotted, but Adamson’s characters are clearly drawn and wonderments,
all of them. Remarkably, eight brothers arrive from Bozeman with stolen horses
to sell. Mary notes how each man’s personality differs from the others, all of
them equally congenial and likable. Her nuanced portrayal of the identical
twins, Julian and Jude—almost but not quite the same—is full of ironies, right
to the end.
Wrapping up. Originally published in 2008, Adamson’s novel is yet another voice in the
growing bookshelf of frontier fiction. In its own way, it frees the Old West
from the myths that dominate the western. For one thing, it is a woman’s story,
but set free from the usual conventions of the genre. She’s neither cooking and
mending clothes for a frontier family nor renting out her body in a tawdry
saloon.
Instead Adamson
wonders how it would be for a woman to survive, even thrive, when cast in a
role typically given to men in the western. And how does she do that without
becoming masculinized, as is often represented in western movies? Think of Joan
Crawford and Mercedes McCambridge in Johnny Guitar. Adamson’s novel makes for interesting
speculation and a taut adventure.
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Image credits: Author's photo, Krista Ellis
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This sound exactly like the kind of book I would love. Will look for it. Welcome back!
ReplyDeleteLike that sample of her writing. Definitely poetic and I appreciate that kind of thing.
ReplyDeleteI read this book a couple of years ago, purchased in the airport when I had nothing else to read. Could not put it down!
ReplyDeleteSounds like an interesting "journey." Have you read any of her short stories?
ReplyDeleteNo, I haven't. I don't believe they've been collected either, at least for readers here south of the border.
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