Cold, Dead Hands Progress

Hi, Readers
Last Tuesday upwards of 60 people, a packed house for the occasion, turned up at 7.30pm to the Friends of Kapiti Library occasion where I spoke for an hour about my new thriller 'From My Cold, Dead Hands' and the 37 other social histories I have written, some like this fictional.
It was nice so many forswore Coro St and Dancing with the Stars to venture forth from Wellington, Otaki, Waikanae, Paraparaumu and Paekakariki to listen to me rave on about my books. Some brought trays of finger food to add to what the hosts generously provided. Guru was there for the Kapiti Observer, a man with a family. Kay Blundell was out of town but we met up next day at Coastlands Paperplus to photograph the story board and talk about my Kiwi version of what the Times of London last Friday called 'the age-old curse of oil'. The venerable Thunderer was referring to Sudan, Russian, Iran, Iraq etc. My scenario is not so far-fetched, for the NZ Institute of Geological and Nuclear Sciences says a strike off Northland is a matter of when, and it is also concerned in the same press release about the lack of mapping of undersea volcanoes. There is in my book an oil strike off Northland and warnings of the dangers of drilling in the area from my main character, a geologist with expertise in seismic indicators of oil-bearing deposits. He is working for the Institute but is sacked and then his troubles really begin, as he is atatcked and pursued up and down the Kapiti Coast with only a few Climate Science sceptics as allies. His nephew is an accidental participant and narrates the yarn, refrring in the process to the Institute of Geeks and Nukes. That is my background of five Kiwi slang collections will out.

There is a BUT. Will the print media review the book? Not if my last 20 books are anything to go by. Is it me or them? They always say there are 400 other books clamouring for attention. So who would be a social historian, eh?

Request: Ask your local bookshop for the book.