Population Explosions and Mankind’s Undoing

They were uncommon in the wild even less so in the city backstreets. The newspapers expounded their unanimous decision — for and on behalf of the people — that they should be expunged. That’s butchered to you and me. At first, the powers that be played the environmentalist card, the It would be wrong, so wrong and God would not wish it so and so on and so forth, but when they expanded out of the backstreets and sewers and into the gardens of the rich and famous their opinions soon changed. The THEY were wolverines, a most unusual plague.
I met my first wolverine or, as my daughter called them, snarly-growl-growls, one mid-winter morning after a foot of snow fell in one night. I’d parked my car, for reasons of personal embarrassment I shall neglect to have its make and model mentioned, further down the street than normal. The wolverines waited.
Unaware of my furry entourage, I pulled up my collar, lowered my head, and charged of into the still falling snow. I did quite well until I left my yard but then fell down a curb I couldn’t see. I felt foolish with a hundred pairs of ebony eyes upon me, less so when I realised whose ebony eyes they were. As you might imagine, I ran.
Running through snow is an acquired skill, and I fared no better than a child in deep sand. However, despite moving at what seemed a snail’s pace the advent of a wolverine attached to my backside encouraged me to move faster. I yelped, kicked out, then ran with a speed I should’ve thought impossible whilst clicking the button to unlock my car doors, as fortune would have it, already gripped in my hand. Kicking two more of the slavering beasts out of my path and swiping another with my briefcase, I flung open the closest door, the passenger side, and leapt within.
“And where would sir be going?” asked a rather gruff voice.
When I looked up to see a wolverine dressed in a rather snazzy suit complete with matching hat, I knew my troubles and societies had just significantly worsened.

To Be Continued: if you, my wonderful readers, wish it.


The Urban Fantasy Book List

I was asked by the lovely Gigi if I would put together a list of recommended Urban Fantasy, so I have. I must confess, I found this list harder than most because the boundaries between Urban Fantasy and its offshoots are often tenuous. Therefore, I may have stretched this in places to accommodate a couple of class acts, but in essence it stays true to Fantasy set in or based from a real world environment.

The collection of stories seen here contain everything from vampires to goddesses to superheroes. I have given a little spiel of my own to each. I own every book here, and my opinions are my own.

I hope you enjoy my choices.


The Graveyard Book / Neil Gaiman


You can never go far wrong with Neil Gaiman. I love this book because it is the classic children’s story that appeals even more to adults. A boy brought up by ghosts, so simple as to be brilliant.

King Rat / China Miéville


When our hero is taught to eat trash (like a rat would) I bet you can’t help but cringe.



This is actually a graphic novel and also now a movie. This is a story concerning superheroes and their impact on the world rather than a superhero story per se. The difference is subtle and superb, and one I learned to use myself in The Eternals a story concerning vampires but not about them.

Wicked Lovely / Melissa Marr


Aimed at the teen market, I bought this because I’d got the follow up for ten pence in a book sale (LOL, cheapskate). For younger readers looking at this list, particularly girls, I think they would enjoy these stories of visible-to-some faeries very much.

There Are Doors / Gene Wolfe


I took a bit of a liberty including this one, but it’s my list, so there, (blows raspberry). A man pursues a goddess through different realities. This is mind-bending, poetic and always fabulous.

Guilty Pleasures / Laurel K. Hamilton


This book launched the kick-ass heroine Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter. Original enough to be different, I can recommend this in written or graphic novel form.

Kafka on the Shore / Haruki Murakami


As always, Murakami’s books are hard to fit into genres. I have included this here because of the very definite fantasy elements the further the story develops. Never try to understand him too much, just enjoy Murakami’s surreal narratives.

Miss Peregrine’s Home For Peculiar Children / Ransom Riggs


This book is soon to be released as a movie by Tim Burton, starring Eva Green. I think that says more about its style than I ever could as it’s a marriage made in heaven. The addition of old photographs in this book makes it really rather unique.

Side Jobs / Jim Butcher


A collection of narratives concerning a detective who hunts down supernatural naughty folk.

The Book Of Lost Things / John Connolly


Again,  I stretched the genre a bit to accommodate this wonderful story. I won’t say too much, but anyone who’s a child at heart will love it.

I hope you enjoy the choices and find something new to wet your appetite. There’s a good selection here, so no excuses. Feel free to ask for any other kind of list and if I can do it, I will.

As always, thank you for reading


Richard M. Ankers, author of The Eternals trilogy.

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