
I was introduced to the world of podcast novels when I downloaded Phil Rossi's Crescent in full a couple of years back. It seems only appropriate that Harvey ended up being the first podcast novel I listened to as new chapters were released, rather than after the fact.
Harvey is a small, sunny Virginia town that is slowly being devoured by dark forces that are a mystery to its inhabitants and, for almost all of the book, the reader. On aspect of the writing that I liked was that the creatures we are exposed to for most of the book are almost a red herring to discovering the malevolent force that is the prime mover behind everything.
Rossi populates Harvey with a slew of interesting characters, but I really liked the two main ones. They're both an exercise in contrast--the Sheriff's deputy Frank Meeks on the one hand, who is the very definition of a townie, and the Californian singer Calvin Hubbard on the other, who is retreating to the small town to work on his album in the wake of a scandalous affair with the equivalent of an American Idol judge.
Importantly, both characters are very sympathetic. As the book progressed I found myself rooting for the both of them; for Meeks to get to the bottom of the terrible events plaguing the town, and for Calvin to survive each success encounter with danger. More to the point, they both come off as genuinely likable people who you'd be comfortable hanging out with if they were real people. I enjoy stories who follow characters like that a lot more than ones where I find even the main characters to be unpleasant or reprehensible.
As with Crescent, Rossi demonstrates a remarkable ability to have an original monster--it isn't vampires or ghosts or anything else old hat--while making great use of established genre devices. So the creatures aren't exactly zombies, but they're close enough to often give the story the feel of a zombie horror. Moreover, the small town that is under siege from the supernatural has been around as least as long as Salem's Lot, arguably as long as or longer than H. P. Lovecraft.
For my own taste, Harvey had the great advantage of having dramatically fewer descriptions of hard-ons than Crescent. I don't know how many other horror fans really care about this--hell, some may find it to be a strike against this book--but I just thought I'd put that out there.
All in all, if you love horror as a genre you owe it to yourself to read this book. More to the point, the range that Rossi has shown across both of these books is striking. I for one will be paying very close attention to what he has in store moving forward, and you should too.




