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As usual, I am late again, but the inestimable Jasper Schreurs is not! Me, I cracked my rib skiing. Yes. Again. Could I *be* more stupid?!? Muscle spasms and doctor visits and stretching and resting are eating up my days. 😛
Fortunately, Genius Jasper knows what he is doing. Look at this!!!!
Check this out! Like, I know this guy!!!!! In fact, I have him lined up as an insider advisor for my next novel, which will a present-day thriller. (First I gotta finish the now-very-hefty Frozen Sky 3: Blindsided.)
Corbin Maxwell’s novel Last Of The Far Gods was released this week!
On the dusty surface of a dying Earth, the few remaining humans cling to whatever gods, old or new, that they can find, placing their faith in remnants of a forgotten past or the mysterious promises of a prophet without a face or shape. But the gods of the twelve towers remain in their massive cities, spinning new realities for those who would seek them out.
In this apocalyptic desert, Jack Chisholm, the last policeman of a lost city, lightning-quick with a gun, is bent on avenging his daughter’s death at the hands of the prophet’s followers. He means to lay waste to anything and anyone who interferes with his quest, except his son Pete, a teenage boy with a quest of his own. Joined by the small-town sheriff Quinn Barkis and a sickly prostitute called Bucket, the small band of survivors sets out toward the last of the city towers, to seek the Far Gods and end the prophet’s reign of terror, each uncovering a destiny that could save their world or destroy it forever.
Corbin Maxwell lives in California with his wife and two children. As a U.S. Marine, he served in Kuwait and Liberia. As a Special Agent for DHS, he was a first responder to the San Bernardino terrorist attack. His years of service have taught him the value of courage, loyalty and commitment, providing him with unique insight into the human heart.
Last Of The Far Gods is an apocalyptic novel about the last cop in a horrific future.
THANK YOU to everyone who’s emailed to say “Where the heck is the third FROZEN SKY novel?” I love it. No question this book is woefully behind schedule.
I finally updated my official bio on this site and here’s the short explanation:
“Early in 2015, Jeff was badly injured while muscling a 400 pound rock across his back yard, which is a boring and stupid way to get hurt. (For what it’s worth, the rock is infused with the fossilized remains of 12 million year old mollusks; it’s an extraordinarily cool rock.) Doctors, X-rays, pills and physical therapy were painful and expensive. Worst of all, the injury was time consuming.”
The other factor is since FS2 was more of a novella than a full-fledged novel, and since FS3 will be the capstone of the trilogy, I want to go out with a bang, so FS3 has turned into a godzilla. When I’m done, FS3 may be almost as long as INTERRUPT, which is an epic novel indeed. That’s the good news. It’s gonna be a big crazy adventure. But it’s taken extra long to write!
Originally I’d planned to have FS3 out before Christmas. Now I’m shooting for Valentine’s Day? Maybe sooner? The first 475 pages of the book are complete and out to my beta readers, but I still have to pen the big finale.
This is what those 475 pages look like if you’re a tree-killing maniac.
(Yes, I always edit hard copy because I spend all day in front of a computer and print-outs help me see the story with new eyes.)
