F. Paul Wilson’s THE HAUNTED AIR

13 05 2010

I have been waiting for this book for months. I fell in love with the Repairman Jack series shortly before beginning this blog (which is why this is now the first official installation in the series) and read the first three or four books…before running into the giant brick wall that is the Abilene Public Library system.

The middle three books simply did not exist.

They had the earliest, and they had the most recent, but the middle three didn’t even have an entry in their computer, let alone a place on the shelves. It was thoroughly disappointing.

Interestingly enough, when I visited Seattle I checked out their library…and they were missing the exact same three books…

But no more shall I be forced to deal with Abilene’s libraries, their mislabeling, or their dearth of solid fiction for…

I’M BACK IN COLORADO SPRINGS!!

Here, even the Rockrimmon library–significantly smaller than Abilene Main, I might add–had all three of the missing books sitting on the shelf, waiting patiently for my perusal.

And let me tell you, this book did not disappoint. The stakes are consistently getting higher in Jack’s universe. Shortly after the eery death of Jack’s sister Kate, The Otherness sends the ghost of a young girl after Jack’s lady and baby-momma, Gia. Of course, Jack won’t stand for this (at least not after he realizes the full scope of the situation, but that takes him far longer than it should have). Furthermore, we learn a little more about the identity of Jack’s nemesis, alias Sal Roma; apparently, he’s the champion of Otherness-on-Earth and one bad dude–he’s been killed twice (once in The Keep, a non-Repairman Jack Wilson novel that I read before my record-keeping began), and each time has come back, changed but no less skeevy.

If ghosts weren’t enough, we also get to witness the gruesome end of a pederast who had been artificially lengthening his life through the ritualistic murder of little children. Wilson really knows how to sate my lust for brutal justice–which is an ironic guilty pleasure, as in my non-fictional life my personal philosophies have been drastically changed toward the merciful/compassionate a la George MacDonald and Richard Beck.

Stay tuned for another installment on Repairman Jack, possibly coming later this afternoon…

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