Still not all that into Westerns, but I really didn’t mind this short story. Maybe the genre is growing on me. Maybe it was just a good story, I don’t know what it was… but I quite liked it.
I’m not really all that great on Western lore. But one thing that I do recognise / know is this name of the Kid. I’m not really sure if this refers to one individual, multiple, or what… but it was certainly nice to have a figure that I associate with Westerns appearing in the pages of this short story. I may not have quite known what this story was about, mostly because I kept fazing out throughout it, but I certainly appreciated the appearance of a well-known characterisation.
Admittedly, I’m not hugely into westerns. They’re just not my forte. Which means that it’s been an interesting journey thus far reading a collection of western short stories. And I’m finding them surprisingly enjoyable. This story being the perfect example of that. There is something fun and engaging about the writing and it’s a nice little adventure. However, I don’t really have all that much to say about it… it was just… fun.
There is just something great about the way that Mark Twain writes. His use of language, his very realistic storylines… I love his style of writing. And even with this western short story, I was more swept away by the use of the language than the actual storyline.
This is my first western short story. And it was an incredibly interesting experience. One that I was kind of not expecting. Although, I have next to no experience with actual Westerns… I’ve read some fantasy stories with a western spin… but nothing which actually falls completely under this genre heading… and it was a good introduction.