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The Time It Never Rained
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Jun 27, 2014
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UPDATE:
Reality emulates fiction; fiction emulates reality:
‘The worst we’ve seen�: Ranchers threatened by historic heat and drought -- New York Times (October 5, 2022)
*
Elmer Kelton wrote in the prologue of The Time It Never Rained:
"Men grumbled, but you learned to live with the dry spells if you stayed in West Texas; there were more dry spells than wet ones. No one expected another drought like that of �33. And the really big dries like 1918 came once in a lifetime.
�'Why worry?' They said. 'It would rain this fall. It always had.'
“But it didn’t. And many a boy would become a man before the land was green again.�
The novel is set in West Texas during the 50’s when the region endured and barely survived a drought that lasted seven long years. And Kelton was there � not as a rancher, but as an agriculture journalist. He covered the desolation on a daily basis and was intimately acquainted with what it meant for the people who were forced to cope with its devastating manifestations.
As a sideline, Kelton had been writing fiction since the late 40’s and his stories were first published in pulp magazines. When those went out of business, he was able to get his first novel, Hot Iron, published in 1955. Twice he began a novel about the drought but his publisher was not interested. It was too different � too unconventional. Its plot simply did not contain the elements ordinarily found in the Western novels of the day. There was a lot of gray and very little black-and-white. It was a story about change and how people attempted to adapt to it, but not always with success. In other words, there was not enough action; it was too tame as far as the publisher was concerned. One might even say, too literary.
In the early 70’s, after several more of Kelton’s novels were published, he scrapped his first two efforts and began a third draft of a novel about the drought. The Time It Never Rained was the happy result.
Seven of Kelton’s novels have received the Western Writers of America’s prestigious Spur Award and the National Cowboy and Western Heritage Museum has bestowed its coveted Western Heritage Award on him for three of his novels. These are the equivalent of Pulitzer Prizes in the Western book world.
The Western Writers of America eventually named Kelton “the number one Western Writer of all time.� Willa Cather finished a distant second.
Kelton went on to write over forty novels, two published posthumously after his death in 2009, but the most honored is The Time It Never Rained, for it received both the Spur Award and the Western Heritage Award. Kelton never wrote “the Great American Novel,� but some critics have called this book “the Great Texas Novel.�
Kelton’s protagonist is Charlie Flagg, "[who] was past fifty now, a broad shouldered man who still toted his own sacks, dug his own postholes, flanked his own calves." His ranch would have been considered a mid-sized one in West Texas in the 50’s. It consisted of fifteen sections, almost ten thousand acres, but he owned only three of the sections. He leased the others.
Cattle and sheep ranching in West Texas on any size scale at all required many acres even in the best of times. It took four acres to feed just one sheep and twenty to feed one cow. During the dry times, even those ratios would not suffice. Therefore, ten thousand acres was not a large ranch.
Charlie was an ornery cuss. He was also a libertarian at a time when that particular philosophical label was not in vogue. While the other ranchers in the area accept government assistance during the drought, Charlie will have nothing to do with it.
Charlie says that when a man took government assistance "he sold his freedom bit by bit, and was paid for it on the installment plan," and that "the politician promiseth, and the bureaucrat taketh away." "What I can’t do for myself," he says at one point, "I’ll do without."
He uses his grandfather as his role model as he tries to explain to his son why he is unwilling to accept government assistance:
"He went through cruel hard times when there was others takin� a pauper’s oath so they could get money and food and free seed, but he never would take that oath. He come within an inch of starvin� to death, and he died a poor man. But he never owed any man a debt he didn’t pay and he never taken a thing off the government."
And what about Charlie? Does he prevail? Rather than disclosing the answer to those questions, I would recommend that everyone read this atypical Western novel and discover the answers for themselves.
And what about today? It would seem that the more things change, the more they remain the same, as indicated by this headline: In 2014, Texas Drought Could Be Worst Ever In Some Areas, Climatologist Says.
Here is a sample of the world according to Charlie Flagg:
"It's as old as mankind...the hope of gettin' somethin' for nothin' or gettin' more out of the pot than you put in it. Nobody's ever made it work yet. Nobody ever will."
"It's a good life, son, but sometimes a damn thin livin'."
"As a way of makin' money, ranchin' is awful highly overrated."
"Only real difference I see between ranchin' and poker is with poker you got some chance."
"A ranch without any cows is like a man walkin' down the street without any pants on. He's just not respectable."
"I reckon we just keep the ewes so we can afford the cows."
"Some people say we ought to let the coyote alone, that we got to have them for the balance of Nature. But most of these people live in the cities, where they threw Nature out years ago. They ain't goin' to give up their automobiles and paved streets and sewer systems to get Nature back, but they're damn sure free with advice on what the other man ought to do."
"I say man has got to be considered a part of Nature's balance, too. You can't raise coyotes and sheep together any more than you can have paved streets and coyotes together. You can't eat a coyote or wear his fur."
"A bad habit or two is good for a man or a beast. Did you ever know a man who didn't have any bad habits? I have, and I always hated the son of a bitch.".
Reality emulates fiction; fiction emulates reality:
‘The worst we’ve seen�: Ranchers threatened by historic heat and drought -- New York Times (October 5, 2022)
*
Elmer Kelton wrote in the prologue of The Time It Never Rained:
"Men grumbled, but you learned to live with the dry spells if you stayed in West Texas; there were more dry spells than wet ones. No one expected another drought like that of �33. And the really big dries like 1918 came once in a lifetime.
�'Why worry?' They said. 'It would rain this fall. It always had.'
“But it didn’t. And many a boy would become a man before the land was green again.�
The novel is set in West Texas during the 50’s when the region endured and barely survived a drought that lasted seven long years. And Kelton was there � not as a rancher, but as an agriculture journalist. He covered the desolation on a daily basis and was intimately acquainted with what it meant for the people who were forced to cope with its devastating manifestations.
As a sideline, Kelton had been writing fiction since the late 40’s and his stories were first published in pulp magazines. When those went out of business, he was able to get his first novel, Hot Iron, published in 1955. Twice he began a novel about the drought but his publisher was not interested. It was too different � too unconventional. Its plot simply did not contain the elements ordinarily found in the Western novels of the day. There was a lot of gray and very little black-and-white. It was a story about change and how people attempted to adapt to it, but not always with success. In other words, there was not enough action; it was too tame as far as the publisher was concerned. One might even say, too literary.
In the early 70’s, after several more of Kelton’s novels were published, he scrapped his first two efforts and began a third draft of a novel about the drought. The Time It Never Rained was the happy result.
Seven of Kelton’s novels have received the Western Writers of America’s prestigious Spur Award and the National Cowboy and Western Heritage Museum has bestowed its coveted Western Heritage Award on him for three of his novels. These are the equivalent of Pulitzer Prizes in the Western book world.
The Western Writers of America eventually named Kelton “the number one Western Writer of all time.� Willa Cather finished a distant second.
Kelton went on to write over forty novels, two published posthumously after his death in 2009, but the most honored is The Time It Never Rained, for it received both the Spur Award and the Western Heritage Award. Kelton never wrote “the Great American Novel,� but some critics have called this book “the Great Texas Novel.�
Kelton’s protagonist is Charlie Flagg, "[who] was past fifty now, a broad shouldered man who still toted his own sacks, dug his own postholes, flanked his own calves." His ranch would have been considered a mid-sized one in West Texas in the 50’s. It consisted of fifteen sections, almost ten thousand acres, but he owned only three of the sections. He leased the others.
Cattle and sheep ranching in West Texas on any size scale at all required many acres even in the best of times. It took four acres to feed just one sheep and twenty to feed one cow. During the dry times, even those ratios would not suffice. Therefore, ten thousand acres was not a large ranch.
Charlie was an ornery cuss. He was also a libertarian at a time when that particular philosophical label was not in vogue. While the other ranchers in the area accept government assistance during the drought, Charlie will have nothing to do with it.
Charlie says that when a man took government assistance "he sold his freedom bit by bit, and was paid for it on the installment plan," and that "the politician promiseth, and the bureaucrat taketh away." "What I can’t do for myself," he says at one point, "I’ll do without."
He uses his grandfather as his role model as he tries to explain to his son why he is unwilling to accept government assistance:
"He went through cruel hard times when there was others takin� a pauper’s oath so they could get money and food and free seed, but he never would take that oath. He come within an inch of starvin� to death, and he died a poor man. But he never owed any man a debt he didn’t pay and he never taken a thing off the government."
And what about Charlie? Does he prevail? Rather than disclosing the answer to those questions, I would recommend that everyone read this atypical Western novel and discover the answers for themselves.
And what about today? It would seem that the more things change, the more they remain the same, as indicated by this headline: In 2014, Texas Drought Could Be Worst Ever In Some Areas, Climatologist Says.
Here is a sample of the world according to Charlie Flagg:
"It's as old as mankind...the hope of gettin' somethin' for nothin' or gettin' more out of the pot than you put in it. Nobody's ever made it work yet. Nobody ever will."
"It's a good life, son, but sometimes a damn thin livin'."
"As a way of makin' money, ranchin' is awful highly overrated."
"Only real difference I see between ranchin' and poker is with poker you got some chance."
"A ranch without any cows is like a man walkin' down the street without any pants on. He's just not respectable."
"I reckon we just keep the ewes so we can afford the cows."
"Some people say we ought to let the coyote alone, that we got to have them for the balance of Nature. But most of these people live in the cities, where they threw Nature out years ago. They ain't goin' to give up their automobiles and paved streets and sewer systems to get Nature back, but they're damn sure free with advice on what the other man ought to do."
"I say man has got to be considered a part of Nature's balance, too. You can't raise coyotes and sheep together any more than you can have paved streets and coyotes together. You can't eat a coyote or wear his fur."
"A bad habit or two is good for a man or a beast. Did you ever know a man who didn't have any bad habits? I have, and I always hated the son of a bitch.".
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Not much action, but a lot of heart and soul. Kelton wrote his share of good genre Westerns, but if he ever wrote a literary Western, this is it.
I've always said of Kelton that he wrote the Westerns that Louis L'Amour could only wish that he had written.

It is a long way from McCarthy, but for me that is a welcome relief. And anyway, this is not a Western in the traditional sense.
I didn't grow up on a cattle ranch, but on a cotton farm. I witnessed first hand the toll that drought (and floods) can take on the lives of people attempting to live off the land. It was not as damaging as strip mining, of course, but I also witnessed the negative impact of the unforgiving cotton plant on the land.
Thanks for reading and your comments.


Yes, Oregon would not be the place to read this book. I look forward to your take on it. I have read it twice and will probably read it again at some point.


Yes, Oregon would not be the place to read t..."
Appreciated your review.
Smiling, I tell you, come to Oregon's Dry Side where we have more sagebrush than rain.
Just finished my first Paulette Jiles. Am putting her characters on the same shelf as Kelton.
News of the World

Michael, Douglas Jones is my other Texas favorite, too, and now Paulette Jiles. Her newest book brings back memories of Jones' Yellow Leaf.
Season of Yellow Leaf

Thanks Michael. It saddens me that Elmer Kelton and Douglas C. Jones are no longer with us and writing novels that not only entertain but also help us to understand the history of the American West.

Yes, Oregon would not be the ..."
Yes, I should have made that distinction when I made my comment about Oregon. Maybe Carl can read it when he travels through eastern Oregon on his way back to Texas.
I haven't read Jiles' latest book, but I enjoyed "Enemy Women," which is her Civil War novel set in divided southeastern Missouri, which just happens to be my neck of the woods.

Kelton wrote more novels (40!) than Stegner and many more than Haruf. He wrote many traditional westerns that are written according to a formula and could be called "genre" westerns, the kind that most people think of when they think of westerns.
However, he wrote several novels that I don't label as "westerns," but instead describe as stories that just happen to be set in the West, and that could be called "literary" westerns, the kind that are associated with Stegner and Haruf.
"The Time It Never Rained" falls into the literary category as does Kelton's "The Man Who Rode Midnight," and a few others, that compare favorably with the works of Stegner and Haruf.
I should add that I also enjoy his genre westerns. That type of western can be an enjoyable escape when they are well-done, and his nearly always are.

That one is my favorite, Ian. I'm sure Charlie and I would disagree on many things, but not on that.

Kelton wrote more novels (40!) than Stegner and many more than Haruf. He wrote many traditional westerns that are written according to a formula and could be called "genre" western..."
Thanks, Howard. That is great information.


Sara, it is not a western in the sense that one generally thinks of that genre. It is a character study of a man of principles and integrity, who is set in his ways. There isn't anything that he likes less than having someone tell him what he can -- or can't -- do, especially if it is a government bureaucrat.
I suspect that Charlie and I would disagree on a lot of things, but that I would still respect and admire him.
I was happy to see that it had been selected for the Trail and I am currently reading it for the third time.


Thank you for an excellent persuasion!

Thank you for an excellent persuasion!"
Thank you, Julie. I am reading it for a third time because it has been chosen by the Southern Literary Trail group as one of its selections for August. I guess it makes it easier to identify with Charlie that we are in the middle of a severe drought and have been experiencing 100 degree temperatures and of course the daily heat index is near 110 on those days.
So, I'm sweating it out with Charlie and wondering if it will ever rain again.


Many thanks, Libby. I can tell from the five stars that you did like it and now I'm on my way to catch up on the reviews, including yours, which I already know will be outstanding.


Thank you, Lori. I'm grateful that I helped introduce a few readers to Kelton's work. I haven't had time to read your review and get your reaction to Charlie, but I'm headed there now. Your five stars tell me it will be a positive one, and I know it will be a well-written.

I'm betting you will like Charley, Zoey. He reminds me of many old Missourians that I have known who made their living by the sweat of their brow. Ornery cusses, but hard to dislike.
I bet you have known more than a few, too.

I'm betting you will like Charley, Zoey. He reminds me of many old Missourians that I have known w..."
I have indeed, Howard. We live amongst them, don't we? I fully expect to like Charley.