Book Review: A Dangerous Woman From Nowhere by Kris Radish

ADangerousWomanfromNowhereAbout the Book

Briar Logan is a loner who has already survived a wretched childhood, near starvation, and the harsh western frontier in the 1860s. Just when she is on the brink of finally opening her heart to the possibilities of happiness, the love of her life is kidnapped by lawless gold miners–and she steels herself for what could be the greatest loss of her life. Desperate to save her husband and the solitary life they have carved out of the wilderness, Briar is forced to accept the help of a damaged young man and a notorious female horse trainer. Facing whiskey runners, gold thieves, unpredictable elements, and men who will stop at nothing to get what they want, the unlikely trio must forge an uncommon bond in order to survive.

Format: Ebook Publisher: SparkPress Pages: 273
Publication: 12th September Genre: Historical Fiction    

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My Review

Set in 1860s Colorado, A Dangerous Woman From Nowhere’s intriguing opening sees Briar witness her husband’s kidnap by a group of men. It seems Briar and her husband, Porter Logan, have been expecting this eventuality and have done all they can to avoid it and the disruption it will bring to the hard-won peace of their life together. Logan has knowledge and skill that is of value and his kidnappers have riches in their sights and won’t stop at anything to possess it.

Providing hints of just why she is the self-styled ‘dangerous woman from nowhere’, Briar sets out to rescue Logan, armed with an impressive array of weaponry, dogged determination and the survival skills taught her by the people who took her in as a child.

‘Briar didn’t know it then, but she was headed to a place where she would learn to shoot to kill, throw a knife so expertly she could slice a dried apple in half at sixty paces, ride a horse as if they were one, and where she also learned lessons of survival and life…’

Consciously throwing off the woman she has become, Briar channels the inner spirit she calls Mika, identified with the characteristics of the raccoon – intelligent and who will stop at nothing to get what she wants.

As Briar sets out on her journey, we gradually learn more about her traumatic childhood, the emotional scars those experiences have caused and the role of Porter Logan in helping her heal to the extent she has. We also see just what a resourceful, fiercely independent and determined person she has become.

‘Her life had been and would always be about survival, and Briar knew she wanted to live, to experience the world Logan had opened up to her, to try to understand the ways of the heart more than she ever had in the past.’

Briar is just one of the powerful female characters who are the driving spirits of this book. There’s Laurie Eberhardt, an example of the strong pioneer women who matched their menfolk in battling the elements to grind out a living on the ranches of the period. And there’s Grace Perry, horse-breaker and crack shot, another loner who’s had to live by her wits to make her way in the world without the succour of home and family but who cannot resist the instinct to help Briar in her quest.

“You need me, Briar. It is impossible for me not to help. It is especially impossible for me not to help another woman.”  

All three of them have experienced hardship, cruelty and loss in their lives but survived through a combination of grit, determination and by acquiring the skills necessary to defend themselves as women alone in a brutal, often lawless environment.  And there’s Jack, a young man with his own traumatic history who has had to learn to survive on his own from early childhood and is seeking redemption for perceived past failures to act. Together, Briar, Grace and Jack embark on the dangerous journey to rescue Logan, each contributing their various skills and becoming in their own way a sort of family. As Jack reflects, “There are different ways to find a home and many people who might be called family”.

There is danger along the way despite the deceptive beauty of the landscape: ‘The sprinkling of red, gold, yellow, and orange leaves is slowly creeping higher each day, as if someone were moving from ridge to the next with a box of paints.’

A Dangerous Woman From Nowhere is an exhilarating combination of Wild West adventure story, moving love story, powerful evocation of the wild landscape of North America and celebration of female power and solidarity.

This book would have been complete perfection for me but for the epilogue. Suddenly the gritty, authentic feel the author had created throughout the rest of the novel seemed to give way to something out of ‘The Waltons’. I didn’t want to know all this stuff, I wanted to be left to imagine it for myself. I would very respectfully suggest: dump the epilogue, the book finishes quite perfectly without it.

I received an advance reader copy courtesy of NetGalley and publishers, SparkPress, in return for an honest review.

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KrisRadishAbout the Author

Kris started writing the moment she could hold a pencil. She grew up in Wisconsin, graduated from the University of Wisconsin with a journalism degree and hit the ground running. Her father called her “the tornado”. She worked as a newspaper reporter, bureau chief, nationally syndicated columnist, magazine writer, university lecturer, bartender, waitress, worm harvester, window washer….to name a few. Her first two books were non-fiction and then Radish became a full-time novelist. The Elegant Gathering of White Snows, Dancing Naked at the Edge of Dawn, The Sunday List of Dreams, Annie Freeman’s Fabulous Traveling Funeral and Searching for Paradise in Parker, P.A., The Shortest Distance Between Two Women, Hearts on a String, Tuesday Night Miracles, A Grand Day to Get Lost and The Year of Necessary Lies have won her acclaim and a great following. Her eleventh novel, A Dangerous Woman From Nowhere is being released in 2017. She is also the author of three works of non-fiction, Gravel on the side of the Road-Stories From A Broad Who Has Been There, Run, Bambi Run-The Beautiful Ex-Cop and Convicted Murderer Who Escaped to Freedom and Won America’s Heart and The Birth Order Effect: How to Better Understand Yourself and Others. She is working on a book of poetry, two new novels, a book of non-fiction and a few bottles of wine.

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Extract: Choose to Rise by M N Mekaelian

One of the reasons I love reading historical fiction is that, not only does it entertain, but quite often it educates as well. The book written by today’s guest on What Cathy Read Next is a case in point. Author M N Mekaelian’s book, Choose to Rise: The Victory Within, takes as its subject the Armenian Genocide. I know very little about that period of history – other than the fact that, for political reasons, the UK government is yet to officially recognise it as a genocide.  So I was intrigued enough to accept the author’s offer to read the book. Unfortunately, that won’t be for a little while yet but, in the meantime, I’m delighted to bring you two extracts from the book.

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ChoosetoRiseAbout the Book

Choose to Rise begins in 1971, when Professor Vartan Hagopian has a stroke. With the family around Vartan, now comatose in a hospital bed, the doctor mentions a name Vartan called out prior to the attack – Nadia. The mention of her name prompts Armen, Vartan’s younger brother, to tell the haunting story of their youth. Choose to Rise then opens in 1913, two years before the Armenian Genocide. The sultan has been overthrown and a new government – the Young Turks – has taken control. They rule with a promising hand, yet overtax and subjugate the Armenians who just want equal rights. Then, as World War One breaks out in 1914, the situation changes and conditions worsen. When 1915 approaches, the government’s plan for the Armenians becomes quite clear, forcing Vartan and Armen to find the courage and inner strength necessary to overcome the brutality.

Format: ebook (437 pp.), paperback (436 pp.) Published: 4th March 2017 Genre: Historical Fiction

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Extract: Choose to Rise by M N Mekaelian

I didn’t respond. If that was the best he could do, I decided to abandon our lazy argument. Now uncaring and distracted, I occupied myself at the back of the cart and watched as the dirt road to the church lengthened as we crawled over it, creating a small trail of dust that would eventually settle over the rolling green pastures. Like a net, the natural scenery around it captured my fullest attention. Something about the beauty mesmerized me: the soft, dancing slopes, the green grass, the dark-blue sky above. The peace of it all. For that moment, as the uplifting and warm breeze moved around my body, I closed my eyes and listened as the wooden wheels turned and felt each rock we passed over.

Simplicity. I had found it.

Once I opened my eyes, I faced forward and watched as we neared the landmark of the area – an old bare tree, uniformly thick that, long ago, bore fruit. Stocky and twisted, it stood alone near the edge of a pasture where a herd of sheep flocked with their shepherds – five Turkish boys that I knew.

I stood up, keeping my balance, and waved to them. From atop their donkeys, with their long, thin sticks in hand, they waved back, smiling, happy to see us once again.

As Armenians who spoke the Armenian language, ate Armenian food, partook in Armenian culture, and lived in our own granted state of Armenia, it was still common for us to also speak the Ottoman Turkish language and adopt parts of the Turkish culture. This came as a direct result of the Moslem Turks and Christian Armenians readily intertwining their everyday lives within the Ottoman Empire.

Thrilled to have seen my Turkish friends once again, I sat back down with satisfaction as we continued to crawl over the scattered stones of the road until we arrived at the edge of the churchyard, to Soorp Asdvadzadzin, our church.

*******

“Armen, listen to me. We have one chance to get out of here, and we have to do it right now. Are you ready?”

His heart beat rapidly. He was scared. I heard it in his voice. I nodded my head.

Immediately, Vartan sprung up and so did I. I sprung up so fast, in fact, that my foot slipped and I lost traction. I threw my arms out and tried to catch myself but fell backwards and hit my forearm on the windowsill. The adrenaline in my body was too great for me to care, so I pushed myself off and plowed through the door after my brother. It flung open, making a hollow woody sound and quickly rocked back to equilibrium. I then jumped off the porch and onto the frosty ground. Everything about our escape was rough; it was loud, hastily arranged, and anything but covert. Upon seeing us, the soldiers snapped their reins high and whistled. They kicked their heels into their horses and started a swift gallop towards us. With one leap from behind, Vartan mounted the horse and I grabbed his hand from the side. With a swinging motion, he pulled me up and we began our escape.

Lowering his chin to the back of the horse’s neck, Vartan reached behind him and pointed to the ground.

“Keep your head down!” he exclaimed. “We’ll go faster!”

As I lowered my head as close to the horse as I could, we increased our speed and I felt the hair of the horse cut through the cold wind as the steady beat of her breath froze in the air. My eyes quickly began to water and I blinked hard to get rid of the tears just so I could see. I then turned to look behind us and the soldiers in the lead took out their pistols and aimed them at us

“Gun!” I screamed. “Vartan! Gun!”

At that moment, a blast went off, and I felt a bullet whiz by so close to my head that I felt it inside my ear. The horse neighed at the disruption as the bullet struck the ground in front of us. Waking up to the realization that all this was, indeed, my living reality, I immediately raised my hand and touched the side of my head to see if I’d been struck. Vartan, too, turned and checked.

“I’m fine!” I screamed. “Go!”

One after the other, and sometimes two at a time, the bullets screamed past us as we rode away. The dirt around us jumped up as my body twisted and turned with the horse as we followed a curved path. The only thing on my mind was to escape. I had no time to think about anything else. Vartan had done a great job of making a getaway, and thus far, it was working.


MNMekaelianAbout the Author

M N Mekaelian is of Armenian heritage. Choose to Rise is the author’s first book, inspired by family history and is the product of extensive historical research.

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