I've written a book called THERE IS NO DOG, about God turning out to be a lazy, self-centered, sex-mad nineteen-year-old boy named Bob.
My book is mind-bogglingly profound and also hilarious.
(Wait. What do you mean, you're not sure you believe my hilariously profound explanation of life, the universe and everything?)
What you obviously need is evidence. So here's some:
See what I mean?
- Platypusses. Who else but a guy who'd rather sleep late than think too hard about creation would come up with a semi-aquatic mammal that lays eggs, has a beak like a duck, a tail like a beaver, and a poisonous spur on the hind foot. I mean, really.
- School. Hey! Let's shut children in an ugly building and make them memorize unnecessary facts for twelve years. Whoever came up with the idea for school was definitely not human.
- Airplanes. I don't care what they teach you in physics. A big metal tube full of people and luggage floating around in space? Totally unlikely.
Now that you're convinced that God really is a 19-year-old boy, you should check out the book. It's full of llamas and gorgeous girls and poker games and examples of really bad parenting.
What's not to like?
PS: Email firstname.lastname@example.org to win one of five free copies.
There Is No Dog / Meg Rosoff / Penguin Group
Price: $17.99 / ISBN: 978-0399257643 / Published: February, 2012
Ages 12+ / YA Fiction