Math whiz and bumbling pragmatist Oliver Bell never planned on ending existence as we know it.
Fine-tuning his PhD thesis requires nothing more than peace, order and tranquility.
The universe, it seems, has other plans.
During a late-night problem-solving session at the university library, chaos erupts when a campus protest turns violent.
Fleeing, Oliver stumbles into a cosmic showdown between the powers of good and evil, and he must learn to navigate a reality infinitely more complex than the one he thought he knew.
Oliver's world is one of kidnappers-cum-demon-hunters, sentient, non-verbal dogs, a cardiologist who moonlights as Death, a tiki bar in the underworld, a fishing pier in heaven with really good coffee, and a three-foot-tall immortal beast who seeks to return all existence to nothingness.
The multiverse, it turns out, is real, and to Oliver's horror and disappointment, he is at the center of it.
Equal parts Douglas Adams and H.P. Lovecraft, Oliver Bell and the Infinite Multiverse is an endlessly inventive, hilarious, and hair-raising adventure for those who would boldly go where only a half dozen strawberry daiquiris can take them.
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Paperback (trade)
Unsewn / adhesive bound
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Height: 210 mm
Width: 148 mm
Thickness: 23 mm
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978-1-998122-13-4 (9781998122134)
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Jake Swan is a writer, physician, occasional fisherman and all around dumbass. He is of the unpopular opinion that margarine is superior in both flavour and texture when compared to natural butter. Recently, he gave up eating beef jerky from gas stations after checking his blood pressure. He describes the reading as "Stratospheric," and considers himself fortunate in that neither of his eyeballs actually exploded like eggs in a microwave. While watching the news one evening, Jake saw a story about a protest autonomous zone. In the footage, the protestors were spreading roughly one inch of topsoil on an asphalt parking lot next to a sign reading "Autonomous Zone Community Garden," and therefore he wrote this book. Jake lives in New Brunswick with his wife, Chrissy, their son, Jack, and Stella, their rescue mutt from South America, who's biography would be undoubtedly much more interesting than this one, which Jake, coincidentally, wrote in the third person. He isn't sure how he feels about it.
