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Retirement. Publishers, thank you for the many years of reading pleasure you gave me, but all good things must come to an end. Due to failing eyesight I am forced to retire. I can no longer review your books, and any that you send will be donated to the local library, unread. Do not send any more. I can only read for a couple hours every day, and this does not allow me to finish a book in reasonable time. I will be devoting time to my own books from now on, and reading on a personal level. Books that interest me. I prefer paperbacks and hardbacks, not eBooks. My eyesight has been failing the last few years, and I cannot handle hundreds of review books any more. My books are still available for review. Anyone interested in reviewing any of them, they are found in the Link to Tom’s Books On Amazon. Contact me for pdf copies at fadingshadows40@gmail.com

Showing posts with label Eric Turowski. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Eric Turowski. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 10, 2016

The Hatching

In Las Vegas, rookie EPA investigator Evangeline Bixby searches for her uncle, who went missing while seeking the source of a mysterious biological toxin. Retired cop Danforth encounters a man outside the downtown casinos who seems to rot to death before his eyes. Danforth’s former partner, Chuck Needles, recalls a series of unsolved deaths involving an unknown toxic agent.
Underneath the bright surface of Vegas, an evil darkness grows, savage, monstrous and ravenous. Bixby, Danforth and Needles will risk it all to stem a poisonous tide of murder and destruction hatching beneath Sin City.


The Hatching (Horror)
By Eric Turowski
Forsaken: A Booktrope Imprint
ISBN #978-1513706047
264 Pages
Price $15.95
Rating 5-Stars

Gangster, Vinnie Sabrini, owns the Sirocco Resort and Casino in Las Vegas, including the Land of The Giants Zoological Gardens. The zoo contains a variety of animals, the largest and smallest of several species; for instance, the Komodo Dragons and crocodiles are some of the largest in captivity, while the pigmy elephants are some of the smallest. When seen together, you get the impression of giants. That is a gimmick to attract customers to the casino. Another gimmick is to insure a higher content of oxygen in the gaming room to keep the customers awake and over-active, bringing in higher stakes for the casino. But something is going on below the casino. When workers disappear, this can be covered up, but when bodies are found in the street or nearby the casino, and a biological agent is discovered as the cause, it looks suspicious to the EPA. When Agent Higgins Bixby comes up missing, his niece, Agent Evan Bixby, goes undercover to find out what he was investigating when he disappeared. She crosses path with private detective Danforth, and they follow leads leading to a government facility in the desert where secret experiments are being conducted; they are trying to grow food in radiated soil. What Bixby and Danforth discover sends them back to the casino in a hurry.

There are lots of things happening in this tale, and the author actually identifies the creatures causing the problems early on, but the reader needs to have a background in biology and zoology to figure it out. Clues point the reader in one direction, however, and that’s where I will leave it. The climax is big and would be perfect for the big screen. The author knows how to move the characters through exciting scenes of terror-filled action and horror. The writing is smooth and exceptional, and he weaves a tale of horror and suspense, as searchers trek through the caves and tunnels beneath the casino. It is not a novel for the weak of heart, for the monsters hiding in the dark will eat you. The scientific information has been well researched also, making the story believable. For there is proof of these giant creatures in fossil evidence, and we know why they grew to such gigantic size during the Carboniferous Period of our past. The only problem in the author’s rationale is the time limit: The Carboniferous Period had millions of years to produce these results, and in the case of this story, we only have about 20 years. Still, this well written work of fiction will keep the reader on the edge of their seat, and in the end, you will believe the science of the story was possible. Highly recommended.

Tom Johnson

Author of THREE GO BACK

Tuesday, March 31, 2015

Inhuman Interest

Inhuman Interest (Horror)
By Eric Turowski
Booktrope Editions
ISBN #978-1620157992
204 Pages
Price
Rating 5-Stars

“Intelligent And Well Written.”

Tess Cooper is a full-time reporter, and part time on the cop beat. When she’s sent on an assignment to interview “men on the street” for a human-interest feel-good story, she discovers possible city corruption instead. Or somebody is pretending to work for the city as they attempt to run businesses out of a mall. Bringing the story in, she’s put on suspension for not doing the feel-good story for the paper. Looking for a temporary job, she runs across an ad in the newspaper, asking for an assistant immediately. Applying for the job, her life is suddenly turned upside down. Her new boss is Davin Egypt, and he is an occultist. Basically, he protects the city from occult things that pop up, and right now things are happening that even ties into the mall story and graveyard robberies.

Tess is thrown into the middle of this gigantic case that is aimed at destroying her boss and the city on the anniversary of a devastating flood a hundred years in the past. It also involves giant bugs – centipedes under the control of occult powers.

This was a horror story with a touch of humor, as Tess stumbles into one situation after another, and very reminiscent of the old Kolchek TV series, but with a female lead in the part. Intelligent, and well written, the pace never lets up. Highly recommended

Tom Johnson
Author of COLD WAR HEROES

Excerpt

The motion came from hundreds of small bodies, squirming, heading in my direction. As they neared, I saw they were long, with bristling hairs catching glimmers of the distant glow. There were thousands, both wormlike and insectile in form, and moving closer. A skittering sound, and a chirruping, echoed in the tunnel. They rushed at me, like a wave but on the sides and top of the tunnel as well. I saw venomous colors, red and blue, in the needle- like hairs on the million racing things. A burst of air moved before them, like the wind before a subway train. I smelled the grave in the sudden breeze, and something astringent, burning my nostrils.

Then, as they closed, I saw that these were no insect-sized things. Some probably measured a couple yards long, furred with vicious, shimmering spikes, hundreds of legs, flat, dead compound eyes on triangular heads, segmented fangs curving inward, spherical segments bloated and dragging below the leg pairs or hanging down from the monsters rushing across the ceiling. I felt a rush of them against my pant legs, my boots, and I let out a tiny cry.