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Author: Tom Holt Narrator: Ray Sawyer Publisher: Hachette Book Group Format: Unabridged Audiobook Delivery: Instant Download Audio Length: Release Date: December 2013 ISBN: 9781478979876
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Maurice has just killed a dragon with a bread knife. And had his destiny foretold. And had his true love spirited away. That’s precisely the sort of stuff that’d bring out the latent heroism in anyone. Unfortunately, Maurice is pretty sure he hasn’t got any latent heroism.

Meanwhile, a man wakes up in a jar in a different kind of pickle (figuratively speaking). He can’t get out, of course, but neither can he remember his name, or what gravity is, or what those things on the ends of his legs are called and every time he starts working it all out, someone makes him forget again. Forget everything.

Only one thing might help him. The answer to the most baffling question of all: When is a door not a door?

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Quotes & Awards

  • Frantically wacky and willfully confusing...gratifyingly clever and very amusing. Mail on Sunday
  • Blonde Bombshell is a clever, funny, tirelessly inventive, apocalyptic leg-hump of a book. Christopher Moore, New York Times bestselling author
  • “Uniquely twisted.”


  • “Frantically wacky and willfully confusing…Gratifyingly clever and very amusing.”

    Mail on Sunday

  • "Wacky humor bubbles through the polished narrative... Holt doesn't skimp on the flashes of brilliance.
  • Uniquely twisted...cracking gags... The Guardian (UK)

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About the Author

Tom Holt was born in London and studied at Oxford. Now a full-time writer, he lives in Somerset, England, with his wife, one daughter, and the unmistakable scent of blood, wafting in on the breeze from the local meat-packing plant.