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I across this book in my stacks and was immediately drawn to it. Did it whisper to me as so many other books seem to do, you might ask? Yes, and I don’t think I’ll ever need electro-shock therapy. I just might need to get out more. Possibly, date. Maybe.
Set in 1880 St. Louis, we are introduced to Jacob Tracy: a seminary school drop-out, and a veteran of the Civil War that has recovered from his war wounds and vicious morphine dependency. Ah yes, Mr. Tracy has the uncanny ability to see … and speak to ghosts. Along with his partner, a former slave named John “Boz” Bosley, they encounter the strange and enigmatic Sabine Fairweather who hires them for a job: to find a certain rosewood jewelry box that belongs to her. But in the Weird West there is no such thing as straight forward mission and some things are more than they seem. Soon Jacob and Boz are plunged in a world of ghosts, demons, werewolves and vampires as they do jobs for the enigmatic Fairweather. Aside from being their employer, Ms. Fairweather seems to have knowledge and abilities of a supernatural nature. It is what keeps Jacob drawn to Ms. Fairweather, since it seems that she might hold the clues to his true abilities. In every battle that Boz and Jacob encounter, there is one name that often surfaces: Josef Mereck.
Mereck runs a circus that employs people of various supernatural capabilities and even though, on the surface they are probably used to entertain, in the big scheme of things they are being used as supernatural weapons in the most terrifying ways.
Messinger in her debut novel has a good handle of the Weird West, from the lingo to the characters. It the Wild, Wild West in the most terrifying of ways and every page turned sucks you in as Tracy and Boz’s battles grow more intense and frightening towards the final meeting of Mereck.

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R.S. Belcher returns us to the fantasy-filled, steampunk wild West world of Golgatha. Golgatha is a strange little town where all is not quite as it seems and it is populated with strange, enigmatic, and in some cases, terrifying characters. In Shotgun Arcana, Belcher returns with some the old crew: Maude Stapleton (the female assassin/pirate), Jon Highfather (the sheriff that is seemingly unkillable), Mutt (the half-Indian/ half coyote … still trying to figure out that arrangement), Jim Negrey (the deputy with the strange jade eye) and Malachi Bich (the mysterious, charismatic fallen angel). Believe me, there is quite an intriguing roster of delightful characters I’d love to mention but that would make me a complete and proper tosser and it would deprive your curiosity. Translation: you’ve got to read this book … but don’t take my word for it. Oh alright then … please do be a good sport and take my word … just a wee bit.
It is the year 1870, and Golgatha had just endured a wee little Wurm problem a year ago (something about plunging the universe in darkness and chaos … yeah, small stuff … please see the first book). As the residents of Golgatha begin to pick up the pieces and life seems to return to normal (if there is ever such a thing as normal in the town of Golgatha), a new evil rears it head in the horizon. No, it is not a Bruce Jenner reality show chronicling his “changes”. The horror, the bloody horror. A mythical skull said to contain a vile force, that once released would turn the world into a murderous fury, is sought by a mysterious Ray Zeal (who apparently had a past with Malachi Bich). Even worse, a collection of some of the vilest beings, ever imagined, are all being summoned by a strange sinister force. How file are these wankers you say, let’s just say that they make those ISIS assholes look like a bunch of daisy-picking, little girls … dressed in pink tutus. Come to think of it ISIS backwards is SISI. I’ve detoured slightly. And guess where all these fine specimens of gene pool maladies converge on? Ah yes, the unwitting town of Golgatha. No rest for the wicked, yeah?
So as Golgatha gears up fo another cataclysmic showdown of apocalyptic proportions, some interesting are added to the Golgathan roster: a female Pinkerton agent, a Madame that could probably take down Rhonda Rousey very easily (Rhonda can, however, take me down ANYTIME), and a bouncer that is a well-read, teddy bear with the personality of glacier (wtf … you say … trust me). And that’s just the folks on the good side.
Shotgun Arcana is like a runway train, hopped up on meth, careening into blinding lightspeed as the suspense and action takes readers into an explosive conclusion that could only be measured in kilotons. And it will have most readers jonesing for the sequel. This IS, after all, trilogy, right Mr. Belcher?

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Yes, I know … it is February and it is the month that we have Valentine’s day and this year … the premiering of the Fifty Shades movie. Now I know what some of you folks are thinking. Is this the moment that the Evil Parrot takes one for the team (whatever team that may be) and actually … dare I say it .. read and review some erotica. And this is the part where I laugh and say … like bloody hell I would. So yeah … I’m afraid no erotica, but instead scary stuff. That’s how the Evil Parrot rolls. So enough with the bollocks and lets get on with it, yeah?
In 1869 Nevada, Jim Negrey is a wanted man on the run. He carries with him his six-shooter, a nearly empty canteen of water, and a false jade eye that was once his father’s. As he and his horse, Promise, painstakingly prepare to die from starvation, he is rescued by Mutt, a half breed: half man and half coyote. Yes, that was not a mistake … you did read the word, coyote. Apparently Mutt is some sort of shape-shifter.. Jim finds himself in a town called Golgatha. And this is where things begin to get dicey. In Golgatha, there are strange types and strange worlds where science and sorcery meets in an almost delightful but symbiotic blend. And as a war rages in the heavens (aye, there angels involved in this), an ancient evil more ancient than time itself threatens to awaken and wreak havoc on the world. No it’s not Kanye West’s ego or another frightful narcisistic endeavour by the Kardashians. Nay, it is something much more evil and called the Voidling. And caught in the ground zero of this glorious event is the delightful town of Golgatha and delightful handful of characters whom the fate of the world depends upon: a mayor that is hoarding treasure and secrets (such as a gay lover named Ringo); a banker’s wife that belongs to a secret order of pirates and assassins and the cult of Lilith; a sheriff that bears the mark of many nooses around this neck and is seemingly unkillable; a shady saloon whose got his fingers in everyone’s business and knows more of town’s dark true origins. Are ye intrigued at this point? Like bloody hell you should.
It is my first (yes, I have to shamefully admit) steampunk novel. Aye, I know … scandalous … I am such a naughty boy. What next, erotica? Gasp. Here we go again. But then again … anything for my readers/followers. So there, my first steampunk novel and I loved it. In Tarot, Belcher has written an intriguing western that is delightfully marinated in the worlds of science and sorcery, trickling over with copious yet well measured amounts of drama, humour and suspenseful action. The characters are delightful and you will find yourself attached to many, and every intriguing, suspense-filled page that urges you onward the teeth-clenching-teddy-bear-squeezing climactic conclusion that’ll take your breath away. And yes, I do have a teddy bear … named Mr. Noodles. Totally trampling over my Evil Parrot persona like a total tosser. Bloody hell. Great debut, Mr. Belcher and … cheers.

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