The world reacts the way the world does - with panic, hate crimes, witch burnings, madness. Everyone in the world sees it - sees her brother, the wolf, attacking a Boston cop, the cop shooting, her brother lying naked and dead in the street, transformed back into a man. But when Lincoln's sister, Laina, is mysteriously offered a copy of suppressed police bodycam footage of the shooting, it becomes a whole different kind of story.īecause Laina's brother was a werewolf. Not the sort of man the community rallies around, Turnbull tells us. The man, Lincoln, had been addicted to drugs, estranged from his family, living on the street. You'd do nothing.Īfter that, it's about the police shooting and killing an unarmed Black man and leaving him to die in the street. What would you do if monsters were real? Cadwell Turnbull knows exactly what you'd do.
A cold drop into the complicated life of a man we do not know and who, almost as soon as we meet him, is left behind. It begins with a goodbye - a first-person lead-in about walking away, about going home, from a character who becomes the eyes, ears, occasional tongue, of an omniscient, invisible narrator relaying to us everything that follows.
Possibilities scattered like pennies on the ground.Īnd I'm not saying the surface is any walk in the park either. Once you dig in and start thinking about it maybe more than you meant to. His new book, No Gods, No Monsters (the first in a series with extraordinary potential) is a terrible gut-punch of a thing once you get past the surface. I mean, what would you do if a global pandemic was real? What would you do if the millions of dead were real? What would you do if American fascism was real?Ĭadwell Turnbull knows exactly what you'd do. If the last several years have taught us anything, it's that our actual reactions to things are not always (or ever) what we imagine they might be.
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