Amabel’s Children is a razor‐sharp, unsettling, and darkly hypnotic novel that bends reality, memory, and identity into a single, spiraling question: What does it mean to be born for an audience?
Gregory J. Wolos delivers a story that moves between the living and the dead, the digital and the primal, the televised and the deeply personal. From Amabel Hadley’s ghost drifting host‐to‐host, to her nine genetically linked children reconnecting over glitchy Zoom calls, to Carl Walchuk dissolving into the timeless present of the Amazon rainforest, the narrative pulses with eerie intimacy and emotional voltage. Wolos writes with a voice that is both feral and precise— a style that refuses to behave, refuses to flatten, refuses to let the reader look away. This is a novel about fame, trauma, inheritance, and the strange afterlives created by reality television. It is also a story about the children who were never meant to meet, the mother who watches them from beyond, and the father who vanished into a world without numbers, memory, or mirrors. Amabel’s Children is haunting, propulsive, and impossible to categorize—a literary thriller with a metaphysical heartbeat.
