I’ll be honest, I don’t like New Jersey. Granted, my experience with New Jersey has been limited exclusively to the Interstates as I have been passing through. I’m sure that there are some very lovely parts of the Garden State, I’ve just never seen any of them as I sat at a standstill for hours on the Interstate. Hunter Shea has given me more reasons to be leery about New Jersey with its “brown recluse and black widow spiders…there are rattlesnakes out here and bobcats too.” Then of course, there is the Jersey Devil. Summer vacation in Jersey has been put on a permanent hiatus, thanks to Hunter Shea.
Hunter Shea is quickly becoming one of my go-to authors. Last September it was The Dover Demon, now a year minus two days, The Jersey Devil, and I’ve managed to squeeze in three others in between these two. I like his approach - an intricate, well developed plot with just the right touches of humor and sarcasm; it all balances out to a perfect, entertaining story.
I really embraced the family as the protagonist in The Jersey Devil. We didn’t just have one hero to save the day, but a whole clan working together to overcome insurmountable odds. I have a great deal of respect for an author who breaks the mold, doing something outside the norm. Hunter Shea built up all of the Willets equally, each one carried their weight in the story.
If you don’t know the story of the Jersey Devil, here is your invitation. The Devil has a home – it’s in Jersey.