THE OUTLANDER . . . GIL ADAMSON

 

the-outlander

“It was night, and dogs came through the trees, unleashed and howling.  They burst from the cover of the woods and their shadows swam across a moonlit field.  For a moment, it was if her scent had torn like a cobweb and blown on the wind, shreds of it here and there useless.  The dogs faltered and broke apart, yearning.  Walking now stiff-legged, they ploughed  the grass with their heavy snouts.”

This is the opening paragraph  of  a compelling tale of such rare delight I was reading it for the second time.

THE OUTLANDER,  Gil Adamson’s debut novel is about a crime of passion and retribution. The year is 1903.   Mary is nineeten years old and a widow by her own hand.  Tracked by two gun slinging  brothers bent on vengeance she is forced to move ever deeper into the  unforgiving Canadian wilderness.  On her desperate journey she encounters   an intriguing and unforgettable collection of  lascivious, greedy rogues, and the occasionally trustworthy guardian angel.

Gil Adamson is a Toronto based poet, and it shows in every beautifully written sentence.  You want to linger, to enjoy each word, but this gripping story compels you to turn the page and read on and on.

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6 thoughts on “THE OUTLANDER . . . GIL ADAMSON

  1. What an incredible writer!! I love this one also: “Here was a man who wore his scars on the outside and held a merry heart within. How much better that was than its opposite.”
    Can’t wait to read this!!

  2. That first paragraph is a wonder – so well written.
    “scent had torn like a cobweb” “ploughed the grass with their heavy snouts”
    WIll have to read this one
    (Sorry it’s been so long – I lost of some of the blogs I was reading – trying again to subscribe. Glad I spotted you in another blog!)

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