Wednesday, August 02, 2017

the nuclear powered heart

After a miserably long editing period side-lined by myriad other projects and the birth of two children, and after some 18 months of consistent rejection from a broad selection of the nation's literary agents, I've published my novel "The Nuclear Powered Heart" myself.

You can buy a copy in paperback here.

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The blurb says this:

“The nuclear powered heart will rewrite the history of the world and it will do so in our image. Everything that man has ever learned, or written, or spoken, or thought; the very way the world works, the way we live on it – all will be redundant. All will pale in comparison to the beautiful, blinding light of this wonderful creation. Nuclear power will be our ally, a new deity for a secular age. Where religion has failed we will triumph.”

1944. Parallel to the Manhattan Project, the exhausted war effort demands that KINGDOM develop a bionic heart powered by uranium. The nuclear powered heart. The greatest of all medical constructs, indeed the final medicine, the sheer force of the nuclear material sufficient to eradicate illness and even death itself, a gesture of hope and good will from a government pummelled by war. Despite successful trials the project was shelved and the record erased from history, KINGDOM relegated to the stuff of conspiracy and urban legend, forgotten by all but a few

1999. Britain is a kingdom of fear. Decades of subterfuge and nuclear competition have left deep scars on international relations, and Britain has severed itself from all former allies to rebuild itself in the image of some mighty fantasy imperial past. Prime Minister Avalon Fylde leads the new government that’s resurrecting the nuclear powered heart through shrewd marketing, committed manipulation and violent force. It’s the must-have prosthesis of the coming century.

Only one small band of petty revolutionaries, teenagers, narcofreaks, and seers stands between the heart and the destruction of humanity, certain that the end, some end, must and will always come for all of us.

One fuck of a millennium party.