Embarrassing as it is to admit, I was in a
bad slump.I hadn't completed a new novel in four years. Oh sure,
I'd started several projects, some of which I think were/are
pretty good. But I'd only get so far into them and then hit a
brick wall. I just couldn't push myself beyond that point, and
then I'd lose interest in them and give up.
I needed something that would sustain my interest, something that
would keep me going. Something, in short, that was so much fun I'd
keep on going because I didn't want to stop.
Quiet Post was my answer.
I love comedy, I love surrealism, I love making people laugh with
offbeat humor. I grew up loving the Oz books and graduated to
Discworld, and have started doing post-graduate study in Jasper
Fforde's bizarre alternatives to sanity. I'm not as witty as Terry
Pratchett or as twisted as Fforde, but I think my Quasiverse (the
first syllables pronounced as in, "You kwazy wabbit!") will offer
readers some chuckles along the way.
The heroine is Martia Rosenthal, a normally sane and competent
young woman who is thoroughly depressed at the end of a bad love
affair. To jolt herself out of her funk, she signs up for a term
of service in the Quasiverse, a place where anything can happen
and often does. Martia will find her patience, as well as her
Though Martia is the book's central
character, I think the show is stolen by a lady whom some people
call Bright, who appears briefly in the Prolog and then doesn't
show up again until midway through the novel. Once she does, I
believe she'll steal the show--like Gene Wilder in Willy Wonka and the Chocolate
This is a thoroughly silly book. It has no meaning, no message, no
reason for existence other than pure entertainment and enjoyment.
If anything serious accidentally slipped in, I deeply apologize.