Sherlock Holmes and the Whitechapel Vampire

by Dean P Turnbloom

Overview

Victorian Englands most famous consulting detective is hot on the trail of London's most notorious serial killer, Jack the Ripper. But in Sherlock Holmes and the Whitechapel Vampire, Jack is a vampire and Holmes refusal to believe it could be his undoing as the two match wits in this delightfully original first novel.

Product Details

ISBN-13:	9781780921235
Publisher:	MX Publishing
Publication date:	05/07/2012
Pages:	264
Product dimensions:	5.50(w) x 8.50(h) x 0.55(d)

About the Author

The seventh child of a southern Indiana coal miner, Dean was born in 1954. He joined the US Navy in 1973, where he served for thirty years. It was while he was in the Navy that he met and married a beautiful California girl, Nanette, and together they had three children.

Dean is also the author of a series of books published by Pelican Publishing Co., Inc., entitled, PRIZEWINNING POLITICAL CARTOONS and has editions in print for the years 2008, 2010, 2011, with the 2012 edition to be released in March 2012. In addition, his short stories have been published by L&L Dreamspell and by Death Head Grin. Dean currently resides in southern California with his wife of thirty-four years, their three children, two grandchildren, four dogs, two cats and a bird (not all in the same household).

Editorial Reviews

Given that others have tossed Holmes, Jack the Ripper, and Dracula together (e.g., Fred Saberhagen's The Holmes-Dracula File), Turnbloom doesn't even get points for originality with this tepid thriller. A thinly-disguised version of Stoker's villain, Baron Antonio Barlucci—"one of the wealthiest financiers in Europe, known internationally as the Pope's banker—" must sustain himself with frequent bloodsucking. In 1888, after killing a number of women and dumping their corpses in the Seine, the baron moves to London, where he continues his slaughter, covering up his telltale bite marks by slashing the throats of the prostitutes he kills (impelling the press to label the baron Jack the Ripper), and mutilating their corpses. Belatedly, the matter comes to Holmes' attention, and he is invited into the case by Scotland Yard. Meanwhile, the baron has fallen for the niece of the Commissioner of Police. The suspense is surface-level at best, and the writing is often sloppy—having Holmes remark, illogically, "Coincidence, my dear Watson, is the residue of design," doesn't capture the spirit of the originals, and characters' reactions are often implausible—the baron's beloved doesn't even bat an eye when he confesses he's a serial killer. (May)

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