Good day my fellow book lovers. I’m always excited when a guest agrees to stop by and share some bookish wisdom with us all. Normally these visitors are authors, but today’s special guest is a character, the ancient Egyptian goddess Hathor, from the book Barnabas Tew and The Case of The Missing Scarab by Columbkill Noonan. So without further adieu, I give you Hathor!
Hello, everyone, I’m Hathor, and I played an important role in saving the world (again!) in Barnabas Tew and the Case of the Missing Scarab. Really, he couldn’t have done it without me, although I’m sure he’ll get all the glory. Isn’t that just the way of things?
For those of you who don’t know who I am, I’m one of the oldest goddesses around. I was mostly worshipped in Ancient Egypt but I really come from the land formerly known as Punt. Ra (perhaps you’ve heard of him?) is my son. And my father. And my husband. Wrap your head around that, and perhaps you’ll see why I get so cranky from time to time.
For the most part, my goddess-ly duties consist of, well, pretty much everything. I’m the goddess of the Milky Way, meaning that I have control over the very heavens themselves. I know everyone’s fate from the moment they’re born until the moment they die, and then beyond! I help the dead on their final journey to the afterlife. I’m responsible for fertility and beauty and motherhood, and in my spare time, I’m the patron goddess of dancers and music. I have a hand in so many pies, as it were, that it can be a bit stressful at times, and I can feel a bit resentful when my efforts are unappreciated.
So you can see why I was a bit put out when Mr. Tew showed up at my temple, asking for help. Our first meeting hadn’t gone so very well; he’s a terribly nervous little fellow, and a bit silly, if you ask me. Plus he seemed a bit afraid of me, which I always find a bit annoying. I mean, yes, I know I went a bit crazy that one time, rampaging around and killing people and drinking their blood, but does that mean that’s ALL I’m to be remembered for? The people completely deserved it, besides.
They insulted my son, er, husband, Ra, and they weren’t venerating anyone properly, really. Do they not realize how much work it is to take care of the entire universe, and help everyone and everything be fertile, and help them get their dead selves to the afterlife? Is it too much to ask for a bit of gratitude? It doesn’t take a lot of effort to drop a few fruits off at my temple, is all I’m saying. So yes, I suppose I may have overreacted a bit, but it was completely provoked. And it’s pretty terrible that you can do all these things for people, and then you go on one silly rampage and that’s all anyone can talk about. So unfair.
Anyway, I digress. We were talking about Barnabas Tew, and how I saved the world. Again. And all the credit goes to this funny little detective-man from Victorian England. Am I upset that he’s got all the credit? Not really; I have more important things to do and, besides, it wasn’t really his fault. It’s Anubis who should have thanked me, since it was his hide I saved, really, if you think about it. Still, I don’t think I’m angry enough to go on another rampage. I don’t really have time, anyway. There’s a dance recital that I’ve got to get to.
And I do suppose that Barnabas helped, just a little. But he really couldn’t have done it without me. So if you wouldn’t mind dropping off a nice apple or a few grapes next time you pass my temple, that would be great. A bit of gratitude goes a long way, you know?
Barnabas Tew and The Case Of The Missing Scarab
by Columbkill Noonan
1st in Series
Crooked Cat Books
Release Date – June 3, 2017
Paperback: 274 pages
Digital ASIN: B072JMJV1F
Barnabas Tew is a private detective struggling to survive in his trade in Victorian London. Fearing that he is not as clever as he had hoped to be, he is plagued by a lack of confidence brought on in no small part by his failure to prevent the untimely deaths of several of his clients.
Matters only get worse when Anubis, the Egyptian God of the Dead, is referred to Barnabas by a former client (who perished in a terribly unfortunate incident which was almost certainly not Barnabas’ fault). Anubis sends for Barnabas (in a most uncivilized manner) and tells him that the scarab beetle in charge of rolling the sun across the sky every day has been kidnapped, and perhaps dismembered entirely.
The Land of the Dead is in chaos, which will soon spill over into the Land of the Living if Barnabas – together with his trusty assistant, Wilfred – cannot set matters to right. Pulled from his predictable (if unremarkable) life in Marylebone, Barnabas must match his wits against the capricious and dangerous Egyptian gods in order to unravel the mystery of the missing beetle and thereby save the world.
About the Author
Columbkill Noonan has an M.S. in Biology (she has, in turn, been a field biologist, an environmental compliance inspector, and a lecturer of Anatomy and Physiology).
When she’s not teaching or writing, she can usually be found riding her rescue horse, Mittens, practicing yoga (on the ground, in an aerial silk, on a SUP board, and sometimes even on Mittens), or spending far too much time at the local organic, vegan market.
Blog – https://columbkill.weebly.com/
Facebook – https://www.facebook.com/ColumbkillNoonan/
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