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The Untold

The Untold - Courtney Collins Received a copy of The Untold by Courtney Collins through the First Reads Giveaway in exchange for an honest review

" If the dirt could speak, whose story would it tell? Would it favor
the ones who have knelt upon it, whose fingers have split turning
it over with their hands? Those who, in the evening would collapse
weeping and bleeding into it as if the dirt were their mother?Or
would it favor those who seek to be far, far from it, like birds
screeching tearless through the sky?
This must be the longing of the dirt, for the ones who are
suspended in flight.
Down here I have come to know two things: birds fall down and
dirt can wait. Eventually, teeth and skin and twists of bone will
all be given up to it. And one day those who seek to be high up
and far from it will find themselves planted like a gnarly root in
its dark, tight soil. Just as I have.
This must be the lesson of dirt."

For a debut novel this book is remarkable, for a fiction novel in general with no distinctive measures this story is mesmerizing. The Untold had me hooked from the first sentence and like a trusting stallion, a waler on the run, it was hard to let go. The first few pages are hard-hitting and as you progress it seems unrelenting but towards the end, as much as you don't want to, you understand the madness. There is a hauntingly-beautiful way in which the author massages her way through the English language and with one swift moment can punch you in the gut or shake your soul. The metaphysical aspects of the story were deeply-moving and provided a narrative that is quite uncommon, but very appropriate given the foundation of the novel.

In the hot, dry, and rough terrain of the Australian outback Jessie Hunt aka Jessie Bell aka Jessie Payne aka Jessie Henry is a wild woman on the loose escaping a life of entrapment and abuse, longing for a life of peace and freedom. A native of Sydney, Australia Jessie has had a difficult life during her short time on Earth. When she was born in 1894 her mom Aoife instantly, like right out of the womb covered in fluid instantly, told her husband Septimus to take Jessie off her hands and hold any and all responsibility for the child. Although the mother and daughter relationship was never an option, the love between father and daughter would last a lifetime and transcend between reality and dreams. Unfortunately for Jessie the two people she loved the most; her anointed grandmother and midwife Mrs.Peel died when Jessie was nine and her dear father died at the tender age of ten. Despite her tragedies Aoife's negative attitude towards her daughter would last until the day Jessie was recruited to join the circus at the age of fourteen. As a child Jessie was wild and rambunctious, constantly climbing trees and riding horses. As much as it pained her mother, this high level of activity proved to be very beneficial for Jessie as she was able to escape her mom's depressive state and go on a journey across Australia. Happiness became a pattern as The Amazing Miss Jessie fostered a bond with a young seven year old orphan named Bandy Arrow. As a tandem they performed and thrilled the masses with their high wire act. When an accident put Bandy into a hospital, the circus abruptly closed its doors leaving Jessie with the distraught feeling that she would never see Bandy again.

"Sitting by the ravine she felt her past was not behind her or
beneath her, it was everywhere at once, living through her, and
the boy and Joe and Bill were just like those she had known before
and here on the mountain was something like a second chance, a
chance to love well, and she did not yet know its limits."

This constant feeling of loss cements Jessie's new found disposition as a lone wolf with no care in the world and little love to give. From here Jessie lives a life as a horse rustler where she rebrands and sells horses and cattle for survival. At twenty one she is convicted and spends the next two years imprisoned, five years if you ask her. As a condition to her release Jessie agrees to work as an apprentice horsebreaker under a rather ugly but statuesque man named Fitzgerald Henry. Out in the middle of nowhere in Widden Valley, where no one can hear you scream, Jessie is physically, sexually, and emotionally abused by Fitz. She is threatened to be returned to jail for an extended term if defiant towards her employer and is ultimately blackmailed into marrying Fitz. Like a wounded animal she knows she must fight back and escape her current living conditions, but she is reminded by a friends advice that patience is a virtue. This continues her path of endurance and the testing of mettle that if it goes unanswered could signal her fate.

"She walked on stealthily, disturbing nothing that she did not want
to eat. She felt herself to be no more than a two-legged creature,
roaming and hunting and sleeping. She moved along, one foot, then
the other. She thought that even animals must sense their fate,
and as she had seen, some of them did not run from it. If death
was to be her fate, she would not deny it, nor would she put her
head straight into its mouth. She imagined herself then to be one
of those creatures whose nature was not to run from death, but to
run alongside it."

This is a story of defiance, redemption, deception, and finding hope within oneself when it all seems lost. The reader bears witness to one woman's degeneration of spirit from a point of being a precocious little girl into an untamed, hopeless and unloved young woman on the run. This unlikely heroine will send you on a whirlwind of adventure and emotions. Unlucky for you if you can't keep up or are lost along the way because in the end their is no rest for a woman on the run.

"My mother was not one to say 'oh dear' or 'oh my.' She was one to
say 'fuck.' And often. It was a word she fine-tuned in prison.
Half naked by the river, looking down between her legs, that is
what she said: 'Fuck Houdini. I've gone and bled a trail.' "

This story is based on the legend of wild, bushranger, Australian woman scaling the mountains named Elizabeth Jessie Hickman that the author had heard about as a child. It wasn't until her twenties that Courtney was reinvigorated to pursue this folklore and put pen to paper. With the physical description of Ms.Hickman I would have loved to have seen the picture that hung over Courtney's head in her office while she was writing this book, but that is merely a selfish complaint and after reading this book how could I ask for more. This was a great, spiritual and engrossing experience and I look forward to reading more of her work.

"Fuck, Jessie, he said and a tear rolled down his face and he knew
then the truth of it. She would never be what he wanted her to be
for him. She was not his lover and she was not his wife and she
would never be. All his dreams of the two of them riding off
together like two elemental forces combined, the mystery of what
they might do together if they actually chose each other, all of
that folded in beside him, an untracked path."