It is an apex killing machine not of this time… this world. It’s magnificent.
2 1/3 stars. Although I didn't necessarily find Edward J. McFadden III's "Tragic: A Cryptid Horror Thriller" a (very) poorly written book per se, it was an extremely tedious read, with so much repetition that it became almost comical in nature. The same words kept appearing throughout the book, often even in the same paragraph (get. a. THESAURUS!). Also, I kept finding myself noting all the repeated verbage such as "oh look, another use of 'tinkle' (15)" or 'whistling' (13) or even 'turd' (6, meaning 6 times too many). All this as the tale lurched and stumbled to what was ultimately a very unsatisfying ending. And though I've seen my share of bizarre plots that set up a meeting with a variety of cryptids lately - all part of a reading challenge, even though I fear I read all the "good" ones well in the past! - this one takes the cake. Yes, kids, let's kill dozens of people in a white-out on the highway so we can set up the man vs. man vs. Ozark Howler hunting scenes!
The cat-like beast crouched atop a car, its black coat slick with moisture, its yellow eyes aglow.
But hey, if rolling your shoulders or cracking your neck is something you do pretty much all the time, this might be the book for you! Or you could also be someone who feels things crawling on their spine constantly, we won't judge! Again, yes I'm being cynical but I didn't quite get why the writing varied from prose that wasn't all that bad under the circumstances to the bits that had me arguing about just closing this one and moving on. Still, I was determined to check the Ozark Howler off my BINGO card, even if I can't believe an alpha predator like this would be all that poor at tracking and fighting off a couple of exhausted, cold, and, quite frankly, stupid humans. It gets to the point where even the argument of liking this for its B-movie-esque appeal couldn't be made, which is kind of the entire attraction for reading many of these stories. Not here.
The thing howled, an odd bellow that sounded like a cross between a wolf, an elk call, and the cackle of a hyena.
OK, not gonna spend a lot of time here. List item checked, book finished, let's move on! Maybe I'll have better luck with stories about squonks…