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Apparently there is a genre called Bizzaro Fiction. I hadn't know about it before reading Shark Hunting in Paradise Garden by Cameron Pierce. Now I do. It touched me deeply. I have not yet decided if it was inappropriate touching.

While this is a short book, it is not one for the faint of heart. Death abounds, mostly from giant flying sharks. There's blood, guts, violence, blasphemy, genesis and vampiric subterranean slug-fish. There's no sex though, much to the apparent disappointment of one of the robots.

If you can cope with the idea of a man who has sturgeons growing out of every part of his body for no explained reason being the fellow priest of a man who can become a giant toad and turn people into mannequins, then this is probably a good book for you.

If the idea of giant mutant fruit sharks (such as the deadly banana shark) fighting a war against killer Vatican robots from the future for control of the Garden of Eden leaves you a bit cold, you should probably give this a pass.

John Enzinas reads frequently and passionately. In his spare time he plays with swords.