What I am Reading: Shadow Country

For nearly twenty years I’ve been obsessed by Edgar Watson, the Everglades Planter known as “Bloody Watson” and “Emperor Watson” for the 50-odd murders attributed to him by a century of legend and myth.

Peter Matthiessen was way more obsessed than me, writing four novels about Watson. I read the first in 1990. The last just this past December. It, Shadow Country, won the National Book Award for Fiction in 2008. It is Matthiessen’s masterpiece, and I have no qualms saying it is among the top novels in all of American literature,  a book I would stack against Moby Dick, Gatsby, The Sun Also Rises, Gravity’s Rainbow, White Noise ….

Matthiessen does several important things that won my admiration. First, his voice, his writing, is a very spare, zen language that is short on embellishment but poetic in its nature. Second, the structure that he brings to the narrative is very inventive. The first part of the novel is the tale of Watson’s death at the hands of more than two dozen of his neighbors who gun him down after a hurricane in the fall of 1910, hitting him with 33 bullets. That part, which formed the basis of Killing Mister Watson, is an succession of reminiscences by those on that Chokoloskee beach, a backwater Rashomon that bring some amazing vernacular, history, and drama. The book starts with the killing — and what follows is an utter mind-twister of why Watson was killed.

The second part of the novel is the story of one of Watson’s sons, Lucius, who tries to reassemble the facts and seperate them from the myths about his father, who, among other legends, was the reputed murderer of outlaw queen Belle Starr. Lucius compiles a list of those on that beach, a list which makes him a very suspicious figure to the survivors and their descendants, back-water plume and gator poachers who would prefer that Lucius not be asking so many questions. The detective work, the sheer genealogical complexity of Lucius’ quest is a reminder to the reader — this is a true story. Matthiessen’s research and attention to detail would shame a historian.

And finally, the true masterpiece in the three tales is the first person account by Watson himself, a story that begins with his childhood in the post-Civil War Reconstruction of South Carolina (in the most violent county of the state), and his subsequent abuse at the hands of a drunken white trash father, his flight to north Florida and from there a descent into the American frontier, and Watson’s lonely home on Chatham Bend, the only house between Chokoloskee and Key West, literally the end of America.

Read it.  Matthiessen won my respect decades ago with Far Tortuga, The Snow Leopard, Men’s Lives, but Shadow Country is my candidate for the Great American Novel.

Author: David Churbuck

Cape Codder with an itch to write

5 thoughts on “What I am Reading: Shadow Country”

  1. Hello David, I have researched Edgar Watson for about 20 years now and i’m personal friends with Peter Matthiessen, The Watson Family and many of the Families in Everglades City and Chokoloskee. Please e-mail me at alvininnaples@msn.com and well talk.
    Happy New Year
    Alvin

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  2. I guess we share something else in common. Far Tortuga is on my Top 10 list of favorite books of all time. I read Killing Mister Watson a couple of years ago and was haunted by it. I haven’t had a chance to read Shadow Country yet, but I’ll definitely pick it up. Thanks for the recommendation.

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  3. Mr. Churbuck,

    Actually, Far Tortuga is the finest book of the twentieth century–more narrowly focussed than Shadow Country, far more original, more mystical, more humorous, more engaging, more powerfully symbolic, more varied themes–and equally rooted in real life experience. Yet I would agree totally that Shadow Country is among the very best of American fiction. PM is simply our finest author.

    Best Regards,

    Jack Miles

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  4. Mr. Charbuck,
    I have just finished Shadow Country and now need to find a way to wash off the vail of helpless desperation that it has left behind. What a powerful story.

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