For the first time, the truth about the monumental cock-up that is Doomsday is revealed. Centuries of sloppy research and abysmal story telling skills converge to bring you "The Banjo Players Must Die", an account of celestial incompetence and molested rodents. Oh, and a lot of boobs.
The Banjo Players Must Die!: Book coverA new novel, Creative Commons licensed, which could have been written by fifteen monekys given about two weeks with well oiled typewriters.
Celebrate the release of my first novel, if you must, by expressing outrage and indignation that the innocent term "novel" has been sullied so.
