The Autobiography of a Werewolf Hunter by Brian Easton
Reviewed by Beverly J. Rowe (www.simegen.com)
This epic story about a werewolf hunter caught my attention from the first paragraph. Easton is a master at characterization and has superb plotting skills. He didn't give much werewolf background, but as a dyed-in-the-wolf-fur fan, I already had that essential information, and it certainly did not deter from the story if you were not already into lycanthropy. Easton did introduce me to new and different types of werewolves to stimulate my imagination.
Sylvester Logan James's mother died giving him life, and his father raised him. Then when a werewolf killed his father before his very eyes, revenge became Sylvester's reason for living. He lived with the elderly Indian, Michael, who was a friend of his father's, and learned the ways of the warrior. He became the ultimate werewolf hunter. There were a few side trips, such as his tour in the Vietnam war; but he always came back to his main goal...killing werewolves wherever he can find them with silver bullets, or whatever it takes.
This is an exciting, tragic odyssey of flawlessly smooth prose that has everything, including love. Easton writes with great creativity and inventiveness. It's easy to visualize the action and the characters and to sympathize with Sylvester. I missed a full night's sleep to finish it, and was left wanting more. I will be watching for future contributions from this superb storyteller.
Reviewed by Beverly J. Rowe (www.simegen.com)
This epic story about a werewolf hunter caught my attention from the first paragraph. Easton is a master at characterization and has superb plotting skills. He didn't give much werewolf background, but as a dyed-in-the-wolf-fur fan, I already had that essential information, and it certainly did not deter from the story if you were not already into lycanthropy. Easton did introduce me to new and different types of werewolves to stimulate my imagination.
Sylvester Logan James's mother died giving him life, and his father raised him. Then when a werewolf killed his father before his very eyes, revenge became Sylvester's reason for living. He lived with the elderly Indian, Michael, who was a friend of his father's, and learned the ways of the warrior. He became the ultimate werewolf hunter. There were a few side trips, such as his tour in the Vietnam war; but he always came back to his main goal...killing werewolves wherever he can find them with silver bullets, or whatever it takes.
This is an exciting, tragic odyssey of flawlessly smooth prose that has everything, including love. Easton writes with great creativity and inventiveness. It's easy to visualize the action and the characters and to sympathize with Sylvester. I missed a full night's sleep to finish it, and was left wanting more. I will be watching for future contributions from this superb storyteller.
