The Borrowed Hills
'A sucker-punch of a novel' Guardian
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'Viscerally vivid . . . a sucker-punch of a novel, edged with knife-sharp black humour and shot through with moments of startling beauty . . . half Tarantino and half pitch-black northern realism' Guardian
'A spiky, precisely focused novel with flavour, intensity, and oodles of character' The Times
'Preston's debut arrives like a punch to the gut . . . This is an elemental tale shaded in tones of heroism, machismo, moral intensity, and mythmaking. It's also a love song to the landscape . . . Gritty, gripping, and fearlessly committed' Kirkus
'A blistering debut . . . This dark and inspired tale pulses with life' Publishers Weekly
'Taught, intelligent and beautifully told' M. J. Hyland
'A startlingly original addition to the literature of northern England' Ian McGuire
'A powerful evocation of a landscape and a way of life' Joseph Kanon
With foot and mouth disease spreading across the hills of Cumbria, emptying the valleys of sheep and filling the skies with smoke, two neighbouring shepherds lose everything and put aside their rivalry to join forces. They set their sights on a wealthy farm in the south with its flock of prize-winning animals. So begins the dark tale of Steve Elliman and William Herne.
Their sheep rustling leads to more and more difficult decisions, and Steve's only distraction is his growing fascination with William's enigmatic and independent wife, Helen. As their home comes under the sway of a lawless outsider, it is left to Steve to save himself and Helen in a savage conflict that threatens an ancient way of life.
Lyrical, cinematic and steeping in folklore, Scott Preston creates an uncompromising vision of farmers lost in brutal devotion to their flocks, the aching love affairs that men and women use to sustain themselves and the painful consequences of a breathtaking heist gone bad. The Borrowed Hills is a thrilling adventure that reimagines the American Western for the fells of northern England.
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Preston's blistering debut takes place in the farthest reaches of northern England, on "cloud-eaten" fells battered by wind and inhabited mostly by sheep. There's nothing much for narrator Steve Elliman to do when he returns to his elderly dad's farm after spending years away as a lorry driver up and down the coast, except tend the family flock and think ("I've stared at a mountain so long I thought I was one"). When it turns out the sheep must be slaughtered to slow the spread of an outbreak of foot and mouth disease, the bloodletting and carcass burning is brutal but quick, handled by teams of men in white suits. William Hearne, the Ellimans' hardhearted and taciturn neighbor who also lost his flock to the "squaddies," enlists Steve in enacting a kind of justice by stealing hundreds of prize sheep from a farm that caters to "offcomers," or tourists. Steve then begins working for William, tending to the stolen sheep on the vast hills of his neighbor's farm. He's a shepherd, after all, and shepherds need sheep to care for, but he's also drawn to William's wife, Helen, and he stays at the farm until trouble comes, ensnaring them and William's son, Danny, in a violent spiral. Preston's brilliant tonal range extends from epic heroism, as the men scramble after sheep on shale knee-deep in muck, to uncompromising realism ("Mucking out was a way of life and we were finding out what the end of that looked like"). This dark and inspired tale pulses with life.
