This undercooked tale with a sci-fi disaster premise delivers meticulous, real-world, global warming information.



In this debut novel, research teams in the United States and France foresee catastrophic food shortages, traceable to climate change, and try a radical solution.

In 2032, U.S. President James Clark (no party affiliation given) orders a study on how the exhaustion of petroleum supplies could affect American crops and livestock, possibly triggering a food shortage crisis. It turns out the looming calamity is real but the cause is different. French researchers on a parallel path find that melting polar glaciers are flushing huge quantities of fresh water into the sea, playing havoc with the balmy Gulf Stream climate on which their nation’s farmers rely. It throws into sharp focus a trend of escalating temperatures that even in small increments upset nature’s delicate balance, creating storms, droughts, and deep freezes, with poor harvests and empty larders a result. While the author criticizes “non-scientist” skeptics who belittle the evidence for climate change because of its subtlety and intricacy, there are no villains (not even Fox News) to call out. Instead, a coalition of military personnel and scientists, like the vaguely Al Gore-esque Dr. Paul Anderson, undertakes “Operation Vulcan,” a groundbreaking— literally—act of terraforming. Many indeed are the novels that have tried to wring drama, death, and disaster out of climate change/global warming scenarios (anyone ever research the carbon footprint generated by printing and distributing all of them?). They are almost always apocalyptic action tales. Instead of going the Mad Max/Hunger Games route, Phillipson takes a far less sensational scientific approach, downloading reams of climatology material via fictional characters as mouthpieces or advocates. The ambitious book is well-researched and offers plenty of rich, sobering details about climate change; there are more than 70 pages of notes, appendices, and an index. But with textbook-ish prose, the work seems more like a throwback to the Victorian brand of sci-fi that was akin to thought experiments speculating on new technologies or social evolutions rather than an inventive story that provides page-turning thrills. The closing note is cautionary instead of optimistic.

This undercooked tale with a sci-fi disaster premise delivers meticulous, real-world, global warming information.

Pub Date: March 15, 2016

ISBN: 978-1-4917-8924-7

Page Count: 368

Publisher: iUniverse

Review Posted Online: May 31, 2018

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A tasty, if not always tasteful, tale of supernatural mayhem that fans of King and Crichton alike will enjoy.


Are we not men? We are—well, ask Bigfoot, as Brooks does in this delightful yarn, following on his bestseller World War Z (2006).

A zombie apocalypse is one thing. A volcanic eruption is quite another, for, as the journalist who does a framing voice-over narration for Brooks’ latest puts it, when Mount Rainier popped its cork, “it was the psychological aspect, the hyperbole-fueled hysteria that had ended up killing the most people.” Maybe, but the sasquatches whom the volcano displaced contributed to the statistics, too, if only out of self-defense. Brooks places the epicenter of the Bigfoot war in a high-tech hideaway populated by the kind of people you might find in a Jurassic Park franchise: the schmo who doesn’t know how to do much of anything but tries anyway, the well-intentioned bleeding heart, the know-it-all intellectual who turns out to know the wrong things, the immigrant with a tough backstory and an instinct for survival. Indeed, the novel does double duty as a survival manual, packed full of good advice—for instance, try not to get wounded, for “injury turns you from a giver to a taker. Taking up our resources, our time to care for you.” Brooks presents a case for making room for Bigfoot in the world while peppering his narrative with timely social criticism about bad behavior on the human side of the conflict: The explosion of Rainier might have been better forecast had the president not slashed the budget of the U.S. Geological Survey, leading to “immediate suspension of the National Volcano Early Warning System,” and there’s always someone around looking to monetize the natural disaster and the sasquatch-y onslaught that follows. Brooks is a pro at building suspense even if it plays out in some rather spectacularly yucky episodes, one involving a short spear that takes its name from “the sucking sound of pulling it out of the dead man’s heart and lungs.” Grossness aside, it puts you right there on the scene.

A tasty, if not always tasteful, tale of supernatural mayhem that fans of King and Crichton alike will enjoy.

Pub Date: June 16, 2020

ISBN: 978-1-9848-2678-7

Page Count: 304

Publisher: Del Rey/Ballantine

Review Posted Online: Feb. 10, 2020

Kirkus Reviews Issue: March 1, 2020

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If nothing else, you have to giggle over how this novel’s namesake, who held vicious white supremacist opinions, must be...


Some very nice, very smart African-Americans are plunged into netherworlds of malevolent sorcery in the waning days of Jim Crow—as if Jim Crow alone wasn’t enough of a curse to begin with.

In the northern U.S. of the mid-1950s, as depicted in this merrily macabre pastiche by Ruff (The Mirage, 2012, etc.), Driving While Black is an even more perilous proposition than it is now. Ask Atticus Turner, an African-American Korean War veteran and science-fiction buff, who is compelled to face an all-too-customary gauntlet of racist highway patrolmen and hostile white roadside hamlets en route from his South Side Chicago home to a remote Massachusetts village in search of his curmudgeonly father, Montrose, who was lured away by a young white “sharp dresser” driving a silver Cadillac with tinted windows. At least Atticus isn’t alone; his uncle George, who puts out annual editions of The Safe Negro Travel Guide, is splitting driving duties in his Packard station wagon “with inlaid birch trim and side paneling.” Also along for the ride is Atticus’ childhood friend Letitia Dandridge, another sci-fi fan, whose family lived in the same neighborhood as the Turners. It turns out this road trip is merely the beginning of a series of bizarre chimerical adventures ensnaring both the Turner and Dandridge clans in ancient rituals, arcane magical texts, alternate universes, and transmogrifying potions, all of which bears some resemblance to the supernatural visions of H.P. Lovecraft and other gothic dream makers of the past. Ruff’s ripping yarns often pile on contrivances and overextend the narratives in the grand manner of pulp storytelling, but the reinvented mythos here seems to have aroused in him a newfound empathy and engagement with his characters.

If nothing else, you have to giggle over how this novel’s namesake, who held vicious white supremacist opinions, must be doing triple axels in his grave at the way his imagination has been so impudently shaken and stirred.

Pub Date: Feb. 16, 2016

ISBN: 978-0-06-229206-3

Page Count: 432

Publisher: Harper/HarperCollins

Review Posted Online: Nov. 4, 2015

Kirkus Reviews Issue: Nov. 15, 2015

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