Egypt’s Abu Simbel and a Dangerous New Dawn for Humankind?

A real threat to humankind?

(Excerpt from ‘The Hathor Holocaust’, 2^nd in my Egypt Adventure Thriller Trilogy, Amazon Kindle $3.99), and in paperback.)

Sunrise splintered light over the rim of the earth and into the temple doorway.

Anson, Neith and her party of New Agers stood among a throng of visitors who waited in the pre-dawn chill of the Great Temple of Abu Simbel in Egyptian Nubia.

“Here it comes!” someone in the crowd whispered.

Light beams ran a gauntlet of sixty metres between a double line of eight Osiride pillars in the image of Rameses the Great bearing flails and crooks in their crossed arms, to penetrate the holy of holies, where a group of divinities sat enthroned in darkness.

There were gasps and sighs from the international assembly of visitors.

Gasp away, Anson thought. Not in awe at the mighty works of Rameses, nor in wonder at the achievement of temple axiality and the symmetry of sun and stone that for thousands of years had produced this phenomenon on just two days of the year. But rather, in dread at what the moment symbolised.

The excitement of temple-invading birds rose to fill the sacred spaces of Abu Simbel’s roof, echoing, high-pitched squeals and screeches. He imagined the sound came from the statues at the back of the sanctuary, waking from their sleep and moving stiffened joints - stone shrieking on stone.

Ptah. Amun. Rameses. Ra-Horakhty.

Over the minutes, as all watched, sunlight transmuted stone into gold - the flesh of the gods - bathing three of the images in turn, while the fourth, Ptah, a deity of darkness, remained in shadow.

Pharaoh Rameses, flanked by Amun and Ra-Horakhty, transformed in front of their eyes from stone into fire and glory. The brightness made Anson blink.

The solar drama, taking place in front of this audience, was meant to celebrate a glory beyond the earthly variety, greater even than the scenes of triumph carved on the walls of the temple that showed Rameses smiting a multitude of foes.

This was a physical enactment of divine illumination, the moment of man seizing godhood, and this event of sublime transfiguration lay at the heart of the peril that the world now faced.

The warning came back to prod him.

History will soon be made. A new dawn for humankind approaches. The beginning of the end for today’s world order is at hand as a force of hidden power will emerge and precipitate the fall. Hear this prophetic warning to all the nations. On this day, the roots of the old ideology will wither and die and a new order of the ages will commence. Rise to a new illumination.

Crank prophecy? Or a real threat to today’s world?

"What a great book. Hopefully will reach a far wider readership than the Egyptology Community"...

What would the Egyptology Community think of my renegade independent Egyptologist Anson Hunter?

We first meet Anson Hunter in The Smiting Texts, where he is hired by a Homeland Security Think Tank at Johns Hopkins University, presumably for his unusual skills. 

A 'paid up academic', Dr Melinda Skilling, says to him:

"You’re special, not only because of your grasp of arcane Egyptian knowledge and practice, but because of your standpoint. I must confess that mainstream academics, restrained by what has been termed the ‘agnostic reflex’, are somewhat in the position of outsiders looking in, careful to keep an objective distance from Egyptian religion, mystical texts and esoteric practices. You, on the other hand, are a phenomenologist, one who believes that you must grant value and credibility to the sacred and engage with it experientially in order to appreciate it fully. I have a certain sympathy for that position.”

Professor Kanawati of Australia's Macquarie University, an acclaimed field Egyptologist, said "I enjoyed The Smiting Texts."

“Such a great book! Very imaginative and factual at the same time… hopefully will reach a far wider readership than the Egyptology Community – Egypt Then and Now”

Where is Thoth hidden in Egypt? ANSWER.

The wonderful relief of Thoth stands behind a seated colossus of Rameses in the Temple of Luxor.

In order to view the image of Thoth inside the temple (and a matching image of the goddess Seshat), you have to squeeze between a wall and the back of the pharaoh's throne.

Where is this Egyptian god Thoth hidden in Egypt?

This is the finest depiction of Thoth, god of magic, wisdom and writing, and it's hidden from the view of most visitors and even local guides.

(Thoth appears directly beside, and facing, the paired image of Seshat in the temple of Luxor, hidden behind a seated statue of Rameses II.)


Thoth is at the heart of my novel 'The Ibis Apocalypse'. (Amazon Kindle and paperback.) Here is an excerpt...


 

Chapter 3

WHEN THE WOMAN came into the occult bookshop, Anson forgot about the German book browser and his incredible claims.

She was a dark beauty in a long black leather coat, and, promisingly, she looked quite mainstream, he thought. Definitely not a crank, this one. She swept a glance around the deserted interior.

“Tell me you haven’t just popped in here for directions,” he said hopefully.

“Hello Anson Hunter.” Angelic choirs began to sing inside the occult bookshop, or so it seemed to him.

“Come straight to the head of the queue,” he said.

“No need for crowd control here, I see.”

Crowd control. A strange quip. It had a law enforcement ring, he thought. She wasn’t the law, surely. He’d upset the Intelligence community in the past, but the police?

“Would you care for a signed copy?” he said. She had a calm, self-possessed manner.

“No, thanks.”

“No?” She shook her head and made her black hair swing. 

Not another non-reader. This called for desperate measures. “Look, I’ll give you money outside,” he said in a whisper.

“Meaning?”

“It’s been a bit slow in here today and I’ve got to encourage the bookseller. Let’s make her believe that someone’s going to read my book.”

She smiled. That mouth did not part easily with smiles, he guessed.

“I’ve read your book.” Angelic choirs returned to the occult bookshop. A precious reader. So they did exist. He warmed to the woman. He felt like asking for her signature.

“Zara Margolin,” she said, offering her hand in a surprisingly firm handshake. “You really believe that this ancient stone tablet actually existed?” she said.

“Yes, it actually did and it actually still does.” 

“And it has the powers you fear?” 

“I wrote a whole book in support of that belief.” It was as if a book alone were not enough for her. She wanted to hear it from the author himself.

“You believe the Stela has appeared in history at times before struggles and suffering? In the time of Rameses and the suffering of the Hebrews... and in Hitler’s Germany?”

Suffering - Old Testament - a Jewish woman. Did that account for her interest? She searched his face as he answered, her eyes almost level with his. The intensity of her gaze made him flinch. She was quite rangy, he noted, almost matching his lanky height.

“I’m sure of it,” he said. “In fact, I believe its message is about to resurface, if it hasn’t already done so.”

“This tablet would be very ancient,” she said.

“Exceedingly. It comes from the womb of history – from an age that the ancient Egyptians called Zep Tepi.”

“Zep Tepi,” she said after him. She played with the words.

“An age before the pharaohs, when divinities like Thoth were supposed to have reigned over Egypt.”

A frown briefly disturbed the smoothness of her forehead.

“Yes, but pre- the invention of writing, surely?”

“Not necessarily. They keep pushing back the date of Egypt’s invention of hieroglyphs with new discoveries. I believe writing goes back further than Egyptologists believe.”

“I forget. You’re alternative. But people always called it a scroll - The Scroll of Thoth.”

He shook his head.

“The first books, like the Ten Commandments, were in stone and Egyptian stelae were books in stone. So-called papyrus Scrolls of Thoth appeared later in the New Kingdom.”

“Okay. But to believe in the Stela of Thoth, you’ve got to believe in Thoth. An Egyptian god with a bird’s head.”

“We don’t know who, or what, Thoth may have been,” he said. “But even putting aside the question of whether or not a race called the Neteru, or the gods, actually existed at some distant age, consider it a case of inspired agency. Like the Bible. Egyptian religion and mythology tells us that Thoth was the first example of the divine mind, the logos, or the ‘word’ of creation as Christians call it. He was known as the master of wisdom, writing and time, symbolised by both the sacred ibis and the dog-faced baboon.”

“A bird and a baboon as the god of wisdom?”

“Not so unexpected. Have you ever looked at an ibis? The curve of its beak echoes a crescent moon, or perhaps the rim of an eclipse. Watch the measured way an ibis strides, picking out small fish, snakes, frogs and insects like a master scribe judiciously selecting his words. Thoth was also the god of time and measurement. Picture the way the ibis strides the fields of Egypt, pace by measuring pace, like a scribal surveyor of ancient times re-measuring the land and setting boundaries after mud from the inundation covered the river banks.”

“And a baboon?”

“Before man could utter words, baboons were facing the rising sun and chattering. Look into those deep-set eyes and it’s possible to believe that you’re looking into the depths of mysterious wisdom and it was mainly in the form of a baboon that scribes revered Thoth as the ‘Lord of Script...’”

 'The Ibis Apocalypse' is the third in my Anson Hunter Egypt adventure thriller series of 9 novels (Amazon Paperback and Kindle)

UPDATE - ANSON HUNTER RANGE 2024 on AMAZON

WHERE IS THIS GODDESS IN EGYPT? ANSWER

ANSWER TO PREVIOUS POST. The location of the goddess

is Philae - on a free-standing wall at the back 

of the temple. 

The photographer, my wife Brenda, caught this liminal moment when the sacred and the shadows of Egypt touched.

 

 

The goddess is everywhere of course, defiantly visible even after attacks by zealots over the years, her form in profile, revealed in serpent-like curves of shadow and stone.

 

WHERE IS THIS GODDESS IN EGYPT?

Long, narrow, bare feet were typical of goddesses, fashioned to increase connection with the ground and charge the ground with her musk. But where is she located? Answer next post.

 

UPDATE: Egypt’s Forbidden Stone Book of Thoth…

The first books were written in stone... and so is the fate of the world.

The esoteric and forbidden Stela of Destiny was the most powerful tome ever written and sought by conquerors from time immemorial, including Rameses the Great, who incurred the anger of the god of Moses through its discovery by his son Khaemwaset. Features in my book The Ibis Apocalypse (Kindle and paperback, 3rd in the Anson Hunter Egypt series).

 Today the Stela of Thoth is the great secret of secrets that everybody wishes to find; there have been several well-financed expeditions into Egypt to seek it. It’s the Holy Grail for Hermetic and New Age adherents and some even believe that it is not just a metaphoric Grail, it is the mother of all Grail legends and that its appearance will be the harbinger of new enlightenment as well as a new order of the ages.

What is the power of the Stela? It’s a work of rather frightening thaumaturgy, a forbidden tome on stone said to have been composed by the Lord of Divine Words, Thoth, the god symbolised by an ibis, or by a cynocephalus baboon, ‘Mighty in his Wonderworking Formulae’. Thoth was the mysterious source of power of all amulets, spells and invocations of the gods, and inside this book was said to be all the magic of the world, the source of spiritual technology and power. It came with a reputation, a blurb along these lines…

When you read this work, you will behold and possess the powers of the earth, the sky, the waters, the infernal regions of the abyss - the underworld, that is - the mountains, beasts, birds, creatures, reptiles, the fishes of the darkest sea, as well as the magical powers of the gods of Egypt themselves...

 

In short, you would be established on high in this world and, in the Egyptians’ words, have the ability to work great wonders. It’s my belief that this forbidden Stela not only exists but its contents have resurfaced at several stages in history, all convulsive periods. I am convinced that they may be re-appearing in our time, judging by the current state of the planet.”

The individuals who found the book surged in worldly power and achieved astounding success. For a time. But there was a catastrophic catch… their fortunes followed a sharp trajectory. In the end disaster struck them. Why?

There was a price to pay. The forbidden Book of Thoth came with a backlash. 

Screen grab - opening scene of The Ibis Apocalypse, Amazon Kindle edition.

Prince Khaemwaset and his father Rameses discovered this truth after Moses called down assorted plagues on Egypt, culminating in the death of the firstborn. Then we come to Hitler, who learnt about the Texts’ repercussions after the Allied invasion. All who found the tome were ultimately beset by the compulsion to restore it to its rightful place.   UPDATE: Now all 10 Anson Hunter titles on Amazon with new "The Great Pyramid Eternity Key"

Terrifying ancient Egyptian Sekhmet-Hathor features in 2 of my novels

 

UPDATE: NOW 9 NOVELS IN THE SERIES (ALL ON AMAZON KINDLE AND PAPERBACK)

SCREEN GRAB from my iPad - showing opening pages of Hathor'S Holocaust, Amazon Kindle edition

KIDS WITH KINDLES???? IPADS???

Fun E-gypt E-reading!

Egypt, animals, mummies, laughs, scares...

"Harley's Really Scary Egypt Project" is a fun adventure set in a fantasy animal mummy kingdom of Egypt.

Harley has a Class Egypt Day that goes horribly and humorously wrong!

I piloted this idea a few years ago, offering the first few chapters online and it attracted strong interest from children, schools and parents in the US.

So here it is in a Kindle edition, adding to my Egypt collection for young readers "The Princess Who Lost her Scroll of the Dead"."Egypt Breakout - Soldiers of an Endless Night" and "The Egypt Tomb Machine"! (Kindle & Paperback)

NOW 4 eGYPT eTHRILLERS FOR KINDLES, IPADS...

There are now four novels in my Egypt adventure fiction collection for adult readers - three adventure thriller novels and a new adventure romance novelette.

Fall under the spell of Egypt at Amazon Kindle with the ‘THE SMITING TEXTS’, ‘THE HATHOR HOLOCAUST’ and ‘THE IBIS APOCALYPSE’ by Roy Lester Pond.

NEW:

The DELTA DILEMMA

“Choose! Your wife in ancient Egypt, or now?”

The Delta Dilemma is a suspenseful, fantasy romance adventure novelette with supernatural elements and takes place amid the turmoil of post-revolutionary Egypt.

Jed is a time-torn archaeologist enamoured with both his young archaeologist wife and with an image of the Lady Tetisheri in an Egyptian tomb.

Then chaos strikes across time and Jed is launched on a dangerous mission to stop the return of primeval chaos. He must penetrate a nightmarish sanctuary of The Ogdoad, Egypt’s Eight gods of chaos and creation, where he will also face the terrible, ultimate dilemma - save his passionate wife in ancient Egypt… or his glamorous, yet independent wife of today…

Best Opening Pages 2010 - UK Authors' Int. Writer's List for Egypt adventure thriller 'The Smiting Texts'

Chapter 1 THEY INTERCEPTED him as he came out of Baltimore-Washington Airport, two men wearing suits and an air of officialdom like a brisk cologne. “Mr Anson Hunter, the British Egyptologist?” Egyptologist? That sounded good. Very establishment. Anson stood a bit taller, which placed his beanstalk elevation a few inches above theirs. The man could have said independent, renegade Egyptologist and phenomenologist, lecturer at out-of-town hall and auditoriums, writer, blogger and alternative theorist as well as leader of occasional, fringe tour groups to Egypt. But instead the man had said ‘Egyptologist’. “Who wants to know?” “You are invited to Johns Hopkins University. They wish to hear you speak.” Anson goggled. Johns Hopkins and Anson Hunter? His moment of elation quickly faded. They didn’t belong in the same sentence. “A nice thought, gentlemen, but venerable institutions like Johns Hopkins don’t wish people like me to speak. They would prefer us not to breathe.” Anson had arrived to give a lecture on ancient Egyptian ritual smiting power and execration texts at a hired Masonic hall that evening. He tried to move past, but the men blocked his way, smiling with steely politeness. “Please come with us, Sir.” “There must be some mistake.” The spokesman frowned and reached inside his coat. Hell, Anson thought, what is this? Has mainstream Egyptology finally sent a hit squad? The hand came out of the coat. Anson resumed the business of breathing. The man flipped open a wallet, by way of introduction. Anson glimpsed a crest – an eagle inside a circle and the words: U.S. Department of Homeland Security. Also a name, Browning. He was a broad-faced man with steady eyes. Why me? Anson’s ex-wife May had always said that he had the burning eyes of fanatic. Had they picked him out as a likely threat to the US homeland? This Johns Hopkins stuff was just a cover for an arrest. He suddenly felt very alien. “I’ve been a mild threat to conventional Egyptology for years,” he said, “but I hardly rate as a security risk.” “We need your help, Mr Hunter.” The other man relieved him of his suitcase and also took his briefcase containing his laptop. “Careful, there’s an explosive PowerPoint presentation in there,” Anson said. Browning flicked a glance towards Anson’s briefcase, but a sense of humour overtook his instinct to protect the homeland. He allowed himself a flinty smile. “Ah, yes. Almost had me going there.” “Would you please explain why Johns Hopkins Near Eastern Studies Department would be even faintly interested in my theories?” The man lowered his voice. “It’s not that Department that wants you. Johns Hopkins is also the Centre of Excellence for a new Homeland Security Centre. Goes by the full name of the Centre for the Study of High Consequence Event Preparedness and Response. You’ll be addressing a consortium that’s studying how the nation can best prepare for and respond to a range of unexpected large-scale incidents or disasters.” “Me?” The only large-scale disaster he was familiar with was his own career – his failure to swing the world of Egyptology, with very few exceptions, to his alternative theories. But maybe his luck was changing. Any invitation to speak at Johns Hopkins – anywhere at Johns Hopkins, even in a restroom - was too intoxicating to pass up. Not that his abductors were giving him much choice in the matter. They led him to a waiting black sedan that purred on the kerbside He shrugged, climbed into the back with one of the Homeland men and sank into baffled acceptance. The sedan slid away into traffic. This was the smoothest of smooth abductions. But they had his attention. He decided he quite enjoyed being whisked away into intrigue. He was still troubled however. “I’m not exactly sure where we’re going with this. What has US Homeland Security got to do with ancient Egypt? Or me?” The Homeland man who sat in the front beside the driver, threw a mystified look over his shoulder. “Beats me, I’m a practical man. I’ll leave it to others to explain.” “Then there’s the small matter of my engagement. I’m booked to give a lecture tonight. Hundreds of people will be disappointed. Well, dozens.” “Cancelled already. Just consider it a change of venue.” It was quite a turnaround from out-of-town Masonic hall to Johns Hopkins University. A bit presumptuous of them, but he could be flexible.

Author who movie-storyboards key scenes before writing his Egypt-based mystery adventure thrillers...

How I visualized the opening to The Smiting Texts Egypt adventure novel.

What comes first - the book or the movie?

As a Creative Director in advertising, I've learnt to think visually. As a result, I like to do a book storyboard using Googled photos - like this opening scene from The Smiting Texts. As the storyboard shows, I visualized a Hugh Laurie type as my witty British rogue Egyptologist Anson Hunter.

I did the same with the next books in the Egypt adventure series: "The Hathor Holocaust" "The Ibis Apocalypse" and the rest in the series.

This approach helps to achieve a heightened sense of reality - as important for the author in writing as it is to the reader living the story.

I've almost shot the movie BEFORE I've written the book.

SAMPLE THE SERIES HERE (click)

e Ibis Apocalypse. The trilogy is now a series...

A DAZZLING RIVAL CIVILIZATION TO EGYPT (UPDATE: Maybe of interest after the Cleopatra 'black pharaoh' TV show controversy)

Nubian King Taharqa, XXV Dynasty (photo: Wikipedia)

The African Kingdom even toppled the might of Egypt.
Photo from a research trip to Nubia.

Not long ago I was lucky to attend a lecture by visiting German Professor Wildung on the Rediscovery of Ancient Sudan. It raised the question for me: why aren’t the so-called Afrocentrists content to claim the dazzling rival civilization to Egypt, Nubia/Sudan?

Here, my renegade fiction hero Anson Hunter touches on the controversial issue in a scene ('Hathor's Holocaust').

2nd novel in the 9-novel series (AMAZON KINDLE)

(excerpt)

Chapter 11

Gebel Barkal, Nubia

ANSON SAT next to the driver, thrown around in the cabin of the Land Cruiser, as they approached an isolated butte rising in the shimmer of the desert.

Here the great Nubian kingdom of Napata once flourished at a place where the River Nile, slithering like a snake on a scorched belly across the largest desert on earth, loses its way. Stunned by the smoking heat of the Nubian sun, it twists back on itself, flowing in the wrong direction for 270 kilometres - back towards the heart of Africa, before winding its way into Egypt.

And here, too, the design of pyramids changes direction. Unlike those of Egypt, they were smaller, clustered together and tapered, with steep-sides inclined at seventy degrees, as if stretched in a heat haze, or as if viewed through the eyes of a Modigliani.

“That’s the holy mountain of Gebel Barkal over there, near the town of Karima, where we’ll camp. It marks the most important religious complex in Nubia and the second most important to the Egyptians,” he said for the benefit of Gemma. “It was the southern home of the God Amun-re.” He pointed into the haze. “The Royal Necropolis of the ancient city of Napata, the Nubian capital before the Meroitic period, lies over there to the north. There are also large pyramid fields at El Kurru, a few kilometres southwards from the mountain, and at Nuri, on the other side of the Nile.”

Gemma, in the back seat, commented:

“I suppose with such an influential neighbour as Egypt, Nubia was bound to become a mirror society instead of a stand-alone civilisation.”

The Nubian driver growled.

“Let me tell you something. Nubia not only stood alone. One of our great Nubian kings, Taharka, formed an alliance with ancient Israel and defended Jerusalem from a siege by the Assyrians, driving them away. He is even mentioned by name in the Old Testament.”

The driver was no mere driver. The shiny headed man, as dark as the image of a shade in an Egyptian tomb, was a former inspector of Nubian antiquities. Ali had a degree in Egyptology and was now a specialist tour operator and something of a renegade as well as a friend of Anson’s.

Anson added: “The Nubian Taharka may have done more than save Israel’s bacon. He may have rescued the entire Jewish culture and religion. The Assyrians under Sennacherib were intent on destroying Jerusalem and deporting its people. Consider this. The Old Testament had yet to be written and they were still wrestling with the concept of Yawveh. Where would the Abrahamic faiths Judaism, Christianity, and Islam - be, if the Nubians hadn’t stood by Jerusalem? It was a turning point for the Western world and the Middle East.”

“I’m no Afrocentrocist, by the way,” Ali said, softening. “I’m not claiming that Egypt was a black civilisation. It wasn’t, although there certainly were black elements and black pharaohs. No, we have our own civilisation to be proud of.”

“Indeed the Nubians had a long and intricate relationship with Egypt,” Anson said, smiling. “From New Kingdom times they were admired for their loyalty and honesty and hired as the police force of Egypt and also as mercenaries because of their prowess with the bow. The Egyptians felt they could rely on the Nubians - right up to the point where they invaded and took over the country in the eighth century BC. These guys did a reverse takeover and ruled Egypt for almost a hundred years! They became the pharaohs of the twenty-fifth dynasty, with their capital at Gebel Barkal.”

Ali laughed.

“And Anson trusts me!”

2 Egypt Action Adventures for Young & Old - New Paperbacks

Egypt fantasy action adventure for young adults/juveniles with photos (Amazon Books)

Egypt action adventure thriller - 3rd in series
after The Smiting Texts & The Hathor Holocaust (Amazon Books)

THE IBIS APOCALYPSE

Egypt’s forbidden power…
The fate of the world written in stone.

Third in the Egyptology thriller series after 'The Smiting Texts' and 'The Hathor Holocaust'...
Was Egypt's magical Book of Thoth originally carved in stone - on a stela - rather than written on a scroll?
Anson Hunter, controversial alternative Egyptologist and theorist, is obsessed with locating the forbidden Stela of Destiny before the wrong people get hold of it.

The Stela, or stone book, of Thoth, Egypt’s god of magic, is the most powerful and malefic source of esoteric texts ever written. The texts bring frightening power but also a terrible backlash. Twice in history the contents have come to light – the first time in the reign of Rameses the Great, linked with the Plagues of Egypt and the suffering of the Hebrews, and in 1939 when a German Egyptologist took rubbings of the stone texts to Hitler’s Germany before the horrors of World War II.

Israeli Intelligence and its allies in the USA become alarmed when the Destiny Stela threatens to break into history once again. As they are all too aware, the Stela of Destiny is the Holy Grail for organisations and conspirators with dangerous political and religious agendas, both in the USA and in Europe.

Anson embarks on an investigation under the cover of shooting a screen documentary, pursued by enemies and shadowed by striking Israeli Mossad agent Zara Margolin and suspicious Egyptian authorities, in a hunt that covers USA, UK and secret archaeological sites in Egypt.
Can he find and penetrate the deadly series of chambers of the Sanctuary of Thoth that guards the Stela of Destiny before a dangerous new dawn breaks for humankind?

‘The Ibis Apocalypse’ is a danger-fraught adventure that unfolds against the background of ancient Egypt’s enthralling legend and mythology.

EGYPT BREAKOUT - Soldiers of an Endless Night

"Egypt Breakout" is a photo iillustrated story for young readers and adults about a break out from the Egyptian gallery of a museum. A little wooden spearman, Karoy leads a breakout during a children's flashlight tour of a museum, along with three comrades and a crew of boatmen.
The event that triggers his decision occurs when the Lady Tiy, a sycamore girl that Karoy has admired for three thousand years, (without ever speaking his heart to her) is stolen from the display case by the young daughter of the museum keeper during the flashlight tour of the museum. Karoy faces urgent time pressure. Outside of the climate controlled case, how long can Tiy survive? And how is the jealous magical figurine Heka involved in her disappearance?

Egyptology thriller series out soon in paperback - cover thumbnails

New rogue Egyptologist Anson Hunter adventure series already out on Amazon Kindle will soon be available in paperback. Here are the new paperback covers - thumbnails.

THE HATHOR HOLOCAUST - New Egypt adventure thriller

Out now on Amazon Kindle http://amzn.to/cW9a70
(also on on free Amaz. Kindle apps for iPad, Mac, PC, iPhone, Android and Blackberry.)

Can a renegade Egyptologist stop the re-activation of an ancient Egyptian apocalypse of plague, pestilence and global scorching?

An apocalyptic danger has arisen from the ancient past in Egypt today bringing a threat to the Middle East and also to the West - of plague, pestilence, fiery destruction and global scorching. Anson Hunter, controversial, alternative Egyptologist, theorist, blogger and phenomenologist is the hero of this historical adventure novel with a rich mythological vein. Followed by Western Intelligence organizations, shadowed by a mysterious androgyne assassin, he must race to avert a crisis in a quest spanning USA, Britain and Egypt. Who is behind the plan to trigger an apocalypse? Neo-religionists, Torchbearers with a dangerous New Age agenda, Christian dispensationalists who are eager to bring on the ‘end times’ or radical Islamists with a hatred of the West? In mythology, Ra Egypt’s sun god, hurled an execration upon a rebellious humankind and, in a hot rage, despatched the scorching Eye of Ra, a holocaust sun in the form of the goddess Sekhmet, to destroy them. A marauding lioness, her breath spread pestilence and plague and her claws and teeth death as she swept through Egypt in an orgy of killing. Then Ra had second thoughts and halted her apocalypse. But the execration had been uttered and it was always feared that the inherently unstable agent of destruction – the Female Soul With Two Faces – would one day return to finish off what she had started, cleansing the earth.

THE HATHOR HOLOCAUST follows "The Smiting Texts" (which also featured Anson Hunter and was published in hardcover and paperback, available online at Amazon, WH Smith, Blackwell etc).

Egyptologist Kanawati on novel "The Smiting Texts"

Professor Naguib Kanawati, Australia's top Egyptologist, from Macquarie University, read "The Smiting Texts", my Egypt-based thriller and said: "Congratulations! I really enjoyed your book."

Nice from such a respected field archaeologist who allowed me the creative licence to depict the discovery of the Great Lost Labyrinth of the Faiyum, the legendary hypogeum described by Herodotus, Strabo and others and one of the wonders of the ancient world. Interestingly, the French Egyptologist Pierre Montet of Tanis fame, died believing the Labyrinth was still to be found.

Naguib Kanawati, among many discoveries and achievements, spent several years working on the tomb of the Vizier Mereruka at Sakkara, scene of a dramatic episode in "The Smiting Texts".

I'm relieved that the professor allowed me to take such liberties with a pet tomb and that as a mainstream Egyptologist he was able to indulge my renegade alternative British Egyptologist, theorist, phenomenologist and avid blogger, Anson Hunter!