I can't really believe Larry's been gone for five years. I remember when I heard the news and I was devastated. Even though he'd quit writing for several years before he passed, it was still sad news.
Larry was born into a family of cowboys at the end of the cowboy era. His uncles and dad all worked with horses and cattle. He grew up in a small, dusty town, devoid of books, desperate to escape, and did, often for years at a time, only to keep coming back. He got married and had a son, James, but cheated on his wife and they ended up divorced. He also ended up raising James, since his ex-wife wasn't really interested in being a mother. I imagine that was a rather interesting and commented upon arrangement in the 1960s. He knew a lot of writers from that era that you wouldn't necessarily connect with him, like Ken Kesey.
He wrote, but he also was a book scout and would go on long road trips and just buy books. He ended up opening Booked Up in Archer City, a giant four building bookstore (sadly, when he died, the bookstore went under, which I didn't know, I thought he'd sold it a few years earlier. But Chip and Joanna Gaines bought it and used some of the books to "furnish" their hotel in Waco. That probably hurt more than anything else I read in this book). He continued working for as long as he was able.
It's hard to sum up a complicated, mesmerizing, incredible life like the one McMurtry led, but Streitfeld did a great job and I think Larry would have liked it.







