I, Effing Feline, am snippeting from a book that Ed is revisiting, renaming, and re-covering, It used to be called The Midas Rush. Now it isn’t. I’m feeling cantankerous — it’s been a whole hour since my last nap — so I’ll be effed if I tell you the new name right away.
Tresky Buffrum is a naive young shepherd from the mountains of the colony planet Jones. When he visited the planet’s largest city, population 50,000, for the first time, he married a woman he’d just met . . . and overindulged in wine. The next morning, Tresky is awakened by a man wanting to sweep out the open-sided hovel in which he apparently spent his wedding night.
“Who . . .” Tresky swallowed a mouthful of wool and tried again. “Who are you . . . and where am I?” He ran a hand across the straw where he’d slept. “Where’s Ebbril?”
The bald man propped his hands atop the broom handle. “One: I’m Aram Vappu.”
Tresky cringed and whispered, “Not so loud.”
“Two: This is the Happy Louse Inn. And three: Is Ebbril the pale beauty who oversaw your delivery in a wheelbarrow last night?”
Effing Feline here again. In the spirit of bestowing new names, I think that henceforth I shall be called Efrem Thimbalist Jr — Efing (one ‘F’!) for short. What do you think?
And is it just me, or does a wheelbarrow ride sound like fun?
Oh yeah, I almost forgot to tell you the book’s new name. The Midas Rush is now (or very soon will be) —
The Solid Gold Aliens
They were just waiting . . .
New title, new tagline. I like to think the new title conveys a bit more mystery — readers might be intrigued by solid gold anything, let alone golden aliens. After all, nobody knows what a ‘midas rush’ is unless they’ve already read the book.
Like the title, the new tagline focuses on the aliens rather than the main human characters and points to the main conflict.