I liked this book. There were some beautiful lyrical passages. There were thought provoking passages. There were interesting characters that I cared about. Somehow though the book didn't jell quite as much as perhaps it should have. Carson was such a smart, strong man starting from when he was a boy as the book opened that I felt that I expected more from him. That somehow even though he triumphed in some ways, in others he was blowing in the wind a bit. The book had such a strong beginning that I expected more at the end. More of an arcing inevitable bracketing in the end.

The characterizations were where the book really shone. Besides Carson, Earl Walks Alone was a stand out character. His was a clear shinning note, sort of an anti stereotype of an Indian. Norm, his uncle, and his mother were clearly drawn. Ted and Willi were also interesting characters. I also felt like the setting of western South Dakota was almost a character in itself.

Well it was absorbing and interesting for the most part. But I lacked that feeling of closing the book satisfied that all was wrapped up, every inevitable action had happened and everyone was right where they should be as I turned the last page. ( )

4 stories, 2 indians on different paths, one cowboy, and one German exchange student. They all converge because of the welfare of 3 horses. Throughout the story of the horses you get glimpses of the lives of the 4 characters both during and before the adventures in this book. It's about people, animals, and the land that they all call home.

A harrowing tale of January 12, 1888 in the newly settled US plains. The History Channel website puts it like this:

On this day in 1888, the so-called "Schoolchildren's Blizzard" kills 235 people, many of whom were children on their way home from school, across the Northwest Plains region of the United States. The storm came with no warning, and some accounts say that the temperature fell nearly 100 degrees in just 24 hours.
It was a Thursday afternoon and there had been unseasonably warm weather the previous day from Montana east to the Dakotas and south to Texas. Suddenly, within a matter of hours, Arctic air from Canada rapidly pushed south. Temperatures plunged to 40 below zero in much of North Dakota. Along with the cool air, the storm brought high winds and heavy snows. The combination created blinding conditions.

THAT I can understand! However, Laskin takes this story and, instead of making it real to the average reader, bogs down the text with an abundance of technical terms, protracted weather explanations and hard-to-follow story lines. I will take one at a time.

While I appreciate Laskin's desire to educate me on weather phenomena, his use of meteorological terminology did little to boost my understanding of why this blizzard occurred. Instead, reading the reasons, lows, highs, barometric pressures, and such was like swimming in quicksand. I quickly abandoned careful reading and resorted to skimming - something I am sure no author desires from his audience.

The weather causes and effects explained in a careful scientific manner went on and on, bogging me down regularly. That, added to the character-heavy ramblings, and I was thoroughly confused chapter after chapter. There was almost a feeling of "oh, by the way, since I mentioned him, let me tell you his life story." I would have rather been introduced to a few key families and followed them throughout the story.

Because of the subject matter, and to honor the over 200 people that perished, I really wanted to like this book. However, I am sorry to say that I cannot recommend this one. ( )

This book is sort of billed as a modern day western, but it's not. It the story of a boy who has a way with horses and a love of the ranch land he lives on. These are not traits that his father shares, nor many others he is in contact with. Carson, the main character buys his first horse from the richest landowner named Magnus, a man who is never happy unless he is getting the better of someone. He doesn't get the better of Carson with the sale of the horse, nor during any of their future interactions, and this angers Magnus, to the point of seeking cruel revenge. Carson is helped by an usual cast of characters, including Willi, a foreign exchange student. It is the side side of Willi, that prevented me from loving the book as I saw it as an unneeded distraction. Otherwise this book, is outstanding. The writing is beautiful, and places the reader among the characters and setting of the book perfectly. ( )

The Work of Wolves is a beautifully written modern day western, complete with a cowboy hero and his new-found pals.

The book opens as 14-year-old Carson Fielding, already a smart and talented horseman, negotiates the purchase of a horse from a local wealthy and powerful rancher, Magnus Yarborough. Things go Carson’s way, but already we know Magnus doesn’t like anyone getting the better of him. Magnus, as it turns out, is a cruel, vindictive, and jealous man.

Fast forward 12 years and we meet two teens, Earl Walks Alone, a Lakota determined to get off the reservation and escape the prejudices of the locals, and Willi Schubert, a German exchange student entranced with the west and dealing with his own family’s secrets. Carson, now 26, is a horse trainer and when Magnus needs three horse trained as well as his young wife taught to ride, Carson agrees, if only to help with his father’s finances. A late night discovery soon brings the three young men together.

Initially, I thought Myers may have thrown a bit too much into the background of his characters. Sometimes the thoughts and background of Earl and Willi took me away from the main action, but the writing is eloquent and the characters well drawn and I soon felt engaged with their stories as well. Conflicts abound, some inevitable, and relationships, both good and bad, are at the heart of the story. The beauty and desolation of South Dakota makes for a well-described secondary character.

Fans of modern western/coming of age stories will love this book. A warning for the sensitive, though – this western is not necessarily kind to its livestock. ( )