Chuck Wendig’s Black River Orchard Is a Luscious Feast of Creeping Fear

Research is a tricky thing in fiction, particularly when it comes to genre stories. Lean on it too hard and the subject of your fascination, all your digging, can start to make the book feel like a lecture. Pull away from it too much, and the reader can be left feeling like they’re in unsteady hands, following a storyteller who’s not just making up the narrative as they go along, but glancing over the details of the world they’re trying to build. But in the right hands, a depth of knowledge and a breadth of juicy research can bear luxuriant, addictive fruit. With Black River Orchard, Chuck Wendig pours years of his own love of apples (as any follower of his social media accounts knows very well) into a dark jewel of a book, a sprawling folk horror epic about the things we sow, the things we reap, and the dark side of every American harvest.
In the small town of Harrow, Dan Paxson is primed to turn his family’s fortunes around. With a small orchard of just seven apple trees, Dan believes he’s raised up the perfect fruit, a beautiful, addictive apple his daughter Calla has named “The Ruby Slipper.” Soon, the whole town is talking about Dan’s apple crop, buying up Ruby Slippers by the bag, turning Dan’s long trend of family suffering into fortune seemingly overnight.
But the Ruby Slipper’s history, as well as its cultivation, brings more than new flavor to Harrow. As the residents of the town start to experience new bounty and beauty to rival the orchard itself, dark secrets emerge, secrets that only a woman who just arrived in town, and an apple hunter with a dark past named John Compass, seem primed to unearth. Something strange is happening out in that orchard, and it’s got very deep, very dark roots.