My own birthday gift to myself arrived this morning, one day earlier than expected.
It’s a novel, published by Angry Robot. It’s called Fury of the Dead, and it was written by S.A. Sidor. It is the first in a series of books about The Institute for Singular Antiquities.
The plot in a nutshell: 1888, an archaeologist loses his load of cursed mummies while crossing the United States by train from New York to Los Angeles,and has to go south of the border, with a back-up team including a Chinese boy, a gunslinger and a tough lady, to get his angry dead back again.
You can see why I wanted this book from the moment I set my sights on the cover.
Indeed, I do have a certain professional interest in mummies and Egyptian curses, and it feels all right, now that AMARNA is almost in the can1, to distract myself by reading some other cursed mummy book.
And then, it’s my birthday, right?
And I am really curious to see how the author handled certain issues.
I might post on the subject, later on.
Meanwhile, I’ll be spending this rainy afternoon under the porch, reading about cursed Egyptian mummies and gunslingers.