I have a monster of a headache, right now. (-.-) But I have started watching the “Lonesome Dove” miniseries, and so far, have really liked it. Tommy Lee Jones, like Clint Eastwood, is made of COOL. But my fave actor in the series is Robert Duvall. I like his character and his acting and just the whole look of him in his cowboy costume. So far, I have liked everything about the series, though. The writing, the casting, the acting, the lighting, the cinematography. Everything.

Conversely, I tried watching “Deadwood,” a while back, but hated that series all to pieces. I tried very hard to like it, but I couldn’t. I hated it from the first scene on, and my hatred of it just grew stronger with every scene I watched. It seems to have been written by a bunch of 60s fratboys who think the Old West was just modern-day inner-city New York or Chicago in cowboy hats. Clue-by-four for the writers: it was NOT.

“Lonesome Dove” is truer to the world of that time. The characters are believable as real human beings, and the action is believable and appropriate for the characters and setting. Kudos to Larry McMurtry for writing real people living in a real world, instead of a bunch of flat cartoon characters living in a perpetually dark and filthy world that doesn’t seem any more real to me than a world in some crappy video game. Kudos to him for pacing his story in a way that gives us a sense of the way time flowed in that era. He has done with his characters and story the same kind of thing that I try to do with mine. I hope I have at least come close to that goal.

And speaking of my own stories, today, in Rustler’s Roundup, Joshua and Chewy Bill go along with Ramon’s gang for their first stagecoach holdup, but neither of them is prepared for the brutal and violent results!

Today’s Updates:

Rustler’s Roundup, chapter 40 (Desperado novel)