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326 pages, Paperback
First published July 19, 2011
"Bigger than the Attache Cases of the Apocalypse?" asked Uzziel. "Like what? I've looked into the reports of M. Night Shymalian remaking The Greatest Story Ever Told and it's baseless.
As he spoke, a giant, beautiful parrot alighted on his shoulder.It's 2000 B.C. and Mercury is building ziggurats in Babylon for a mysterious purpose he doesn't quite understand. Simultaneously, it's right after the events of Mercury Falls and Christine is dealing with the aftermath of the foiled Apocalypse. But to be honest, the plot doesn't matter all that much, because you're reading Mercury Rises for the satire and humour.
“Noah!” warbled the bird. “I am the LORD your God. The flood is over! Land the boat already! You want a cracker? That’s a good girl. Tell him, just like that. Don’t forget the first part. I am the LORD your God!”
“Oh, we have to do another book. Actually, a trilogy would be even better.”
“Hmmm,” replied Eddie. “You don’t think that the readers will feel like I’m stringing them along?”
Wanda laughed. “Oh, Eddie,” she said. “It’s so sweet of you to be concerned. Now about this book…”
Finch went on, "If these people spent as much time trying to develop a written language as they did making up deities, they wouldn't be in this jam. they've got rain gods, cloud gods, sun gods...I've documented three hundred different deities so far, and I'm not even close to covering them all. At this point there are probably more Tawani deities than there are Tawanies."
In fact, the Tawani only had seven gods and goddesses in their pantheon; the remainder they had made up just to screw with Horace Finch. Finch had made it his mission to debunk their mythology, one deity at a time, and the Tawani had cleverly responded by manufacturing an unlimited number of deities. At first it had been an enjoyable diversion, but as Finch showed no sign of tiring his debunking, it had become something of a chore. More worrying, they were on the verge of running out of natural phenomena that could be used as an excuse for supernatural intervention. Lately they had devised gods of acid indigestion, night sweats, and chafing, respectively. ...
In truth, they had started inventing deities in an attempt to determine whether Finch could tell the difference between a real god and a fake god, a test that he decisively failed in their eyes. ...
The Tawani had also concluded that anyone who wanted so badly to believe that the gods did not exist must have done something very evil in their sight.