Empires rise, yet only by sowing the seeds for their downfall The Ecomic Apocalypse arrives with biting vem, rapidly turning paradise into hell for those who are unfortunate eugh t to be among the very few, who selfishly enrich themselves by profiting from the misery of others. It signals the beginning of the end for an empire built on greed, and for the new poor, they are sentenced to suffer the consequences. Nathan Smith and his father, endure long, hard and tough times in a small forgotten outer suburb - yet Nathan refuses to bow to the will of the wave of evil that spreads across the country. Instead, he thumbs his se at the new dictatorial regime, defying their cameras and surveillance, as well as their black-suited thugs. He taunts the government brutes; even inviting an occasional beating, because by doing so he can lay claim to small personal victories - and the opportunity to supply the thugs with what they desperately want. Drugs. When money becomes worthless, Nathan learns to play both sides, and to trade in booze, cigarettes and drugs to survive - and to keep the thugs at bay. With the help of an unlikely ally, Nathan becomes a small-time stock keeper of all that is valuable, and tradable. Yet with his new venture comes risks and dangers that he fails to fully understand. While life after the apocalypse is tough, unjust and sometimes even brutal, Nathan never bows his head to anyone and refuses to give in to the surveillance, intimidation and threats. Until that is, he is suddenly implicated in the murder of a government agent, which puts a very hasty end, t only to his thriving business operation - but also to his long, yet awkward relationship with Julia, as he is forced on the run, with danger lurking at every turn. His only hope of survival rests with the Rider, but is he friend, or foe? God Has Gone Fishing - A dark, disturbing and dramatic dystopian thriller
Derek Haines is an author of quite a number of books, however, he spends most of his time blogging, making technology go horribly wrong, and being a rather senior ESL English teacher. Born in Australia, but now living in Switzerland with his wife and his black Cocker Spaniel, he spends a lot of his time trying to make technology work again, after inadvertently breaking it. It's a painful process, yet such an effective self-study method in acquiring new technological skills. As I'm a writer - I can changeadroitly from the third person into the first person, and say that I love what I do and where I live, and also, that I am a Douglas Adams fanatic, bordering on a tragic. So much so, that by some spooky coincidence, my street address is 42.That's so much more impressive than simply owning a towel and having ready access to peanuts and beer. However, peanuts and beer are extremely important, as they provide ample sustenance during my bouts of obsessive writing, which usually takes place in a horizontal position. I should mention that I am very fond of acronyms, anagrams, allegories and alliteration. I also, quite like commas. The Oxford type, or otherwise. However, quite perversely, I am not enamoured by quotation marks. I use them, singularly if possible, but even then, only under sufferance. Aside from punctuation issues, I enjoy life, good food, wine, beer, and thankfully take each day as it comes.