One of the things that has struck me about Haunt of Jackals by Eric Wilson, and Field of Blood, the other book in the Jerusalem Undead Trilogy is how gritty the content is. Wilson doesn't pull any punches. In the first book, there was the scene where the Collectors broke out of the Akeldama tombs to discover two workers . . . well, I'm not sure what the technical term would be and I'm not sure I want to use the crude terminology. Let's just say it's a rape and leave it at that. I wish I could give some of the things I noticed in this book, but I fear they'd be considered spoilers, and rightfully so. Wilson's world is one of darkness and shadow, a lot grittier than you usually find in Christian fiction.
But that's okay. I didn't mind a bit. The world is a dark place thanks to sin and I think we have to show that darkness before the brilliance of the True Light can dawn. I'm not suggesting that every book should be this dark. I doubt chick-lit or romance would benefit. But a vampire novel? Perfect fit.
Maybe I'm the only one who thinks so. Go check out what the rest of the tourists have to say:
Wayne Thomas Batson
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