Hold Me Closer, Necromancer by Lish McBride
Sam LaCroix has got some serious issues. He’s a college dropout working a dead-end job in fast food and an elderly next-door neighbor who has more of a night life than he does. But at least none of Sam’s problems verge on the darker side of paranormal…until now.
Hold Me Closer, Necromancer, by Lish McBride, is the story of one man’s journey from slacker to soul reaver. The only things Sam has going for himself are playing hockey with potatoes in the parking lot and betting when the rookie employee is finally going to crack under the pressure. This all changes when a renegade tater obliterates a car’s tail light.
The car belongs to Douglas, an impeccably dressed man of mystery and macabre. While berating Sam for his actions, Douglas senses forces that surpass Sam’s typical powers of sarcasm and apathy. The most prominent of those powers is raising the dead. This does not bode well, since Douglas doesn’t like competition. He too is a necromancer.
Made up of equal parts horror and humor, the dialogue buzzes with fast-paced wisecracks and pop cultural references from Sam and his buddies. “Thou shall not covet thy neighbor’s spatula,” tsk tsks his best friend Ramon at one point. Sam has a snappy answer for every situation, even when that situation involves a zombiefied panda bear.
Meanwhile, a young woman named Bridin is held hostage by Douglas. Bridin is a mutt, half werewolf, half hound, and all royalty. Chosen to lead her pack by her father, this prisoner’s capture might just lead to all out war in Seattle.
Douglas thinks he knows what he’s in for, thinking that Sam is going to be easy to dispose of, but Sam is a wild card. Angry about Douglas decapitating his friend Brooke (she may just be a head now, but she’s a feisty one), Sam tries to figure out just where he received his powers and what he can do with them. He’s going to need a guide though, and that guide is going to need some waffles…lots of waffles.
McBride’s debut novel is a refreshing take on the paranormal genre. It mentions some great bands. The title is a play on Elton John and every chapter break is named from a popular song. (See if you can name them all!). And it ends with an mention of my all-time favorite monstrous creature…the werebear.
More fun than a rousing game of “Guess What I Put in the Fryer,” Hold Me Closer, Necromancer has got the goods and is worthy of any older teens or adults who like their frights to come with laughs. Check it out before the afterlife sets in.