LUCKY RED

Let’s reexamine the lives of women in the Wild West, shall we?

Bridget Shaughnessy—the extraordinary, soon-to-be-orphaned narrator of Cravens’ welcome remix of a Western novel—is 16, uneducated, and impoverished when her feckless father dies after a rattlesnake bite on the trail they’re taking together from Arkansas to Kansas (and a “fresh start”). Relying on intuition and one remaining mule, Bridget crosses the plains alone and winds up in Dodge City, where her story parts ways with most cowboy novels of the past. Bridget’s bright red hair attracts the attention of one of the proprietors of the Buffalo Queen Saloon, an establishment devoted to fulfilling the drinking, gambling, and carnal needs of cowboys and others living and passing through the frontier city. As Bridget embarks on a career as a “sporting woman” in the rough and tumble male world of the emerging West, she receives a belated education not just in the nature of sex work, but also in her own sexuality. When she’s drawn to a couple of the women she encounters at the Buffalo Queen, most notably the enigmatic gunslinger Spartan Lee, Bridget’s assertion of her own needs results in unforeseen consequences for herself and the rest of the saloon’s coterie. Cravens’ debut novel features a singular narrator in Bridget, whose matter-of-fact approach to sex work is shaken by her growing awareness of, and desire for, actual—not transactional—intimacy. The world of the Buffalo Queen and its employees is vividly drawn, and there's a cinematic quality all the way through Bridget’s life, from the possum stew she cooks over a wood fire to the red of her hair and the scarlet dress that is her work uniform.

Cravens shakes the dust off tired tropes and delivers a shining example of what an old-fashioned page-turner can accomplish.