In his magnum opus Ethics published posthumously in 1677, Spinoza argues that God is substance. Evil is substance in A Wereshark's Memoir by Justin Sloane. Original, frightening, and beautiful, this work is a study into the impossibility of evil to reign over the human race. It is a fiction of the open wound. It hurts and it makes you invent a therapy to alleviate pain. Often this is impossible. In a way, it is a subtle analysis of what society suffers from today. As Justin Sloane puts it, "Time is neither friend nor foe. But it can be made either."
-Zdravka Evtimova, 4x best novel of Bulgaria and author of He May Wear My Silence
With all the linguistic beauty of scientific romance, and a splash of cosmic horror, Mr. Sloane takes us on an aquatic romp through piracy, love, and death. Fans of William Hope Hodgson will want to devour this tale.
-Jean-Paul L. Garnier, editor of Star*Line magazine and author of Garbage In, Gospel Out
Justin Sloane's A Wereshark's Memoir is a true megalodon of a novelette, howling hammerheaded through the centuries, timeless like that eldest breed named for Greenland. Equal parts werewolf, shark, and swashbuckler who befriends Blackbeard himself, Sloane's narrator, sea-bewitched, bioluminescent shape-shifter, proves at least as haunted as a Ulysses unable ever to return home.
-Dr. Matt Schumacher, editor of Phantom Drift: A Journal of New Fabulism and author of The Fire Diaries: Poems
