

This is the third novel I've worked on for humor writer Jeff Chacon, who's moved on from Zombies to biblical re-imaginings. Here's the synopsis: "What would happen if Noah were to return to Earth today? Well, okay, maybe not Noah, because he’s still dealing with post-traumatic stress disorder from the last adventure, but Steve, an inept celestial underling with a thing for Elvis Presley and a regular misunderstanding of the English language. What would happen if Steve traveled to Earth today, assigned by his celestial superiors to prepare for watery chaos? Would he accomplish his mission? Or would he fall prey to human appetites and temptations — money, love, guns, peanut butter, and a Kardashianesque craving for fame and attention—and end up just another dismantled deity on the divine scrap heap of humanity?" Rather than get too literal, I just decided to take some of that familiar symbolism and get as equally ridiculous. I feel really lucky to have a client like this.