You know how everyone says this book is great? Well, me too. This book is great. I laughed and cried! Well, not really, but I came about as close to crying as I've come since [b:Where the Red Fern Grows.|10365|Where the Red Fern Grows|Wilson Rawls|http://d202m5krfqbpi5.cloudfront.net/books/1266450160s/10365.jpg|115]
I hope you don't consider that a spoiler; if you don't suspect that not everyone's gonna make it through this book, you have misjudged it badly.
It's the story of a cattle drive from Texas to Montana. There are a bunch of dudes and a bunch of ladies and a whole bunch of cows.
I blazed through this in four days, during which I had to be convinced to do anything other than read it. It's immensely entertaining, sharply written and observed, true about the nature of people. It has an epic scope but you'll never have any trouble keeping the characters apart; hell, you won't even have trouble keeping the horses apart.
There are a few extremely disturbing passages. One in particular involving guts that has merrily joined the rest of the nightmares roiling around at the bottom of my brain waiting for me to have insomnia. I wish McMurtry hadn't thought of that. Terrible things happen with little warning here. I warned you.
Absolutely one of my favorite books of the year.