Matt Wildasin goes the Lovecraftian route with It Came from the Sea, positing "something unusual; something massive and unlike anything he had ever seen before, nor could possibly describe" appearing off the beach of Ocean Coast city just in time to mow down on some tasty tourists.
While we don't get much in the way of vivid descriptions for this nasty sea-dweller (it does get bigger and bigger with each turn of the page, it seems, and has enormous tentacles that rise into the sky and can be seen for miles and miles), Wildasin thankfully spares very little in detailing the carnage that follows this monstrosity's arrival. Beachgoers are mesmerized and overcome with bloodlust before walking into the parted seas to become crunchy vittles for the big beastie. We get to witness the mayhem unfolding through a pair of retiree besties, Berk and Larry; Courtney, a teenage worker for the boardwalk ice cream shop; and young Brian and his family. It's always cool to see the old folks get their druthers up in apocalyptic horror rather than just serve a cannon fodder (see Brian Keene's Earthworm Gods as a terrific example), and Wildasin does a great job giving Berk and Larry integral roles in the awfulness unfolding around them.
It Came from the Sea is a ton of fun, but not without its flaws in terms of writing. As Wildasin notes in his introduction, this novella is based on, and starts off with, a short story of the same name that initially appeared in his Horrors Untold Volume 2, and that his writing style has improved in the interim. He's a bit modest here, but I will say I noticed a significant improvement in his writing after a few chapters. The earlier segments feel a bit too mechanical and workmanlike, eventually giving way to more a naturalistic style. There's a few odd constructions and word choices here and there, but not to the point that it proves detrimental to the overall story being told, and certainly nothing that couldn't be brushed up with another round of editing and proofreading. Some of it may just be colloquial, too, as Wildasin hails from Pennsylvania, a strange land where they allow wealthy New Jersey elites to run as state senators, so who knows what the hell is happening over there.
Although it takes a bit for the writing to grow more fluid, the story itself hits the ground running damn near right from page one. While Wildasin's main priority is to tell us a kick-ass sea terror creature feature - and he certain succeeds on that front! - he still manages to sneak in a few, small dashes of commentary surrounding abusive relationships, toxic masculinity, and prejudice, without beating readers over the head with it. When Courtney squares off against a wife-beating customer, for example, I could not wait for that asshole to get his just deserts on this increasingly bloody beach. We also get a really nifty Jurassic Park reference involving in a crazed, mutated, possessed horse instead of a dinosaur, and that's just some good goddamn entertainment right there!
It Came from the Sea succeeds, first and foremost, at being a rousing, gory summertime romp of a read -- just maybe not one you'll want to take to the beach.