My next novel is likely to tell the story of one Lieutenant Twatt, who has been frozen in the Antarctic ice since 1907 and thawed out by a scientific team in 2007. Lieutenant Twatt survives, and through an obscure loophole is made head of the Royal Australian Navy. What's more, a terrorist strike suddenly makes him Chief of all Military Staff. He then has to hunt the terrorists and stop a major attack on Australia. Here's some dialogue:
Twatt: Run that past me again. You say this is 2007?
Aide: Yes.
Twatt: I've been frozen for one hundred years and only just now thawed out?
Aide: Right again.
Twatt: And i'm the head of the military.
Aide: Um, yes, but...
Twatt: And we're at war with Prussia?
Aide: No!
Twatt: Trust me, if i'm head of the military, we're at war with Prussia.
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