“Oh, them’s just words.” She twirled her finger at the stars. “Men is all the time hiding behind words.” Lonesome Dove meets Calamity Jane in John Larison’s gunslinging spark of a western, and I couldn’t be more smitten. Whiskey When We’re Dry (Viking 2018) shimmers with an unexpected brilliance, the echoes of McMurtry kissing theContinue reading “WHISKEY WHEN WE’RE DRY – John Larison”