In 1937, with America still clawing out of the Great Depression, F.
Scott Fitzgerald was in big trouble. After years of what the Irish call “too
much drink,” the party was over and Scott was in poor health.
High as the Horses’ Bridles, the
debut novel by Scott Cheshire, is about what happens after a 12-year-old
boy-prophet named Josiah Laudermilk delivers an impassioned apocalyptic
sermon to a group of about 3,000 impassioned faithful.
Since our botched invasion and futile
occupation of Iraq, there have been several excellent accounts of this
costly, deadly debacle —unfortunately all written from the perspective
of American and other Western-based writers.