DEATH IN THE HOUSE OF LIFE

{Cover courtesy of the genius of Leonora Roy}

It is the time of death, disease, and war in Egypt --

normal conditions for all of its 5000 year history.

The year is 1895.  Ten years earlier General Gordon died in the seige of Khartoum, fighting alongside McCord-Pasha. 

Six months later,  Muhammad Ahmad, the self-proclaimed Mahdi died mysteriously.

Many whispered, "McCord-Pasha still lives."

In 1895, cholera has killed 150,000 -- among them those who would enslave the peasants and seize the land for themselves.

The whispers increase, "McCord-Pasha is angry."

Lady Meilori Shinseen, millennia ago called Sekhmet, merely smiles.

It was said that her breath formed the desert. As a Ningyo, able to manipulate all fluids, Sekhmet and her people happily drained the land dry.

Now, Sekhmet has returned for her aegis and should she succeed, nations will tremble before her and thousands die.

And with the genius, Nikola Tesla, at her side, Sekhmet may well possess her aegis again.

McCord-Pasha has to think of a way to save the world without destroying his marriage

while keeping British operatives from re-capturing Oscar Wilde, whom he and Samuel Clemens just broke out of Reading Goal.

But beneath the ruins of Tanis slumbers Something that should never be awakened.

Once again, the world is on the brink of Chaos with only the wits and courage of McCord-Pasha to push it back.

This November I will be working on this novel.  Not for NaNoWriMo. 

This novel has seized me, and it will not let me go.  Wish me luck on it.  I will still write my posts never fear.  :-)