We have new neighbors. They are from Chicago and they say, ‘I talk Texas.’ There is a reason. I am one. When I went to LA not long ago and stopped in the gift shop at the hotel and asked for an item, the clerk said, “You must be from Texas.” I guess I am known, much like the British, by my accent.
I am also known as a Texas writer. There are as many of us as there are Texas tales. Our history has provided us with many colorful stories about cowboys and Indians, oil wells and roughnecks, rich tycoon and intriguing East Texas sharecroppers.
Although staged in the last half of the nineteenth century, my book on the XIT ranch, the largest ranch in the world, brings back the creation of this three million acre ranch out of the tumble weed for a new generation of readers. Every first week in August, in Dalhart, Texas, there is a huge celebration in memory of this infamous, but almost forgotten ranch. Farwell's Folly: The Rise and Fall of the XIT Ranch in Texas was written for a new generation of Texas lovers who thrill at the sound of cattle mooing in the fields and brave cattlemen who put them there.
After you read it, you might talk Texas, too.