This comic novel has been a work in progress for some time, and is a labour of love.

The novel is at the half way stage and I would like to secure the funding to enable me to dedicate the time to finishing this and getting into print.

To be a published author is a long held dream and with some support from the Kickstarter community, not only to help me fund the project but to read (and I hope enjoy) the book you can help me achieve that dream.

Better to let the book speak for itself so here is a peek at Chapter 3 just as our anti-hero wakes after being "infected" by his new abilities

Chapter 3

Ball scratching

Marvin rolled over on his back, disgusted that the alarm clock had woken him from his dream about "Her". He was also equally disgusted that a huge heart attack hadn't struck him in his sleep and he had to go through yet another day of being Marvin Morris.

He raised his hands to his face and covered it, his fingertips rubbing the sleep from his eyes, he then reached down, scratched at his balls in a similar fashion, and reached back and rubbed his eyes again. Finally deciding to get up and face the world he swung his legs over the bed and stood upright at last.

He quite enjoyed the feeling at first, the softness of the floor almost caressing his feet, until that is, he realised it was cat sick oozing between the toes of his right foot. "Oh f*!"*% hell" he whined lifting his foot off the floor and hopping out of the door, bathroom bound.

As he hopped through the door he saw the cat at the top of the staircase, she paused from licking her arse for a moment to eye Marvin questioningly, seemingly wondering why on earth this man had decided to parade her vomit around the house on the sole of his foot. "This is your bloody fault" Marvin droned at the cat. The Cat...........................Yawned.

The cat or Mrs. Twiddles as Marvin’s mother had named her, watched Marvin from the window as he walked down the path on his way to work, she eyed him carefully, knowing as all animals do with their heightened senses that something had changed.

Cats, and all animals, are just as affected as humans by Finkleshots, and it was as Mrs. Twiddles jumped up on the bed during the night to lick the salty sweat from Marvin’s head while he slept, as was her routine, she was slammed violently by an unseen hand off the bed into the wardrobe door where she slid like a cartoon cat to the floor.

After picking herself up and straightening herself she vomited violently, several times. After sniffing the pile of bilious vomit for a moment she decided not to eat it, and definitely not to go near Marvin for a while. Something was seriously wrong with that human and she wanted no part of it.

Marvin arrived at the Omega group offices at his usual time; he had never been late and never been early in nearly fifteen years of work. He had never been sick, had never had too much holiday, never been in trouble with the boss, never shone or been promoted. He was perfectly cut out for his chosen line of work as an insurance underwriter. The job was dull, the office was dull, the work involved was dull, and Marvin was dull. It all fitted perfectly. Even his colleagues were dull....Except that is for "Her", as Marvin dropped down into his chair, the same chair he had sat in for 15 years, she flooded his thoughts.

Karen Bailey.....She had only been with the company a few weeks she had joined while Marvin had been away on holiday to Wales to tour some live steam railways, he came back to work on the Monday morning, and there she was...Sitting two desks down and to the right. As soon as he saw her he was in love, he hadn't been in love before, well except for Lorraine Nixon in primary school, but after she spat in his sandwiches and called him f*&!face, he decided maybe girls weren't worth pursuing with any vigour.

Karen was different though, he knew it right away, and she was special. She was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen, with long dark hair, and the greenest eyes in the whole world, like the most beautiful Emerald you could imagine, he could look into those eyes forever and not get bored. She had a Mediterranean appearance, which was remarkable as she came from Bognor Regis.

Marvin was in love, and he knew it right away, even the way she ignored him was special. Not that she ignored him all the time, Oh no, sometimes she told him to go and make her coffee, or to go to the sandwich shop.....Once she had even looked at him and said "Ta" when he gave her the chicken tikka wrap she had ordered. What a day that was, Marvin had nearly fainted there and then. As soon as he got home that night he relived the moment over and over, sometimes making an unwilling Mrs. Twiddles take the part of Karen.

But today was a bad day for Marvin, Tony Bell was in the office, Tony was a smarmy, disgustingly good looking sales rep who came in the office once every month to flirt with the women and mercilessly pick on Marvin. Of course Marvin being Marvin would say nothing and do as his mother had told him to do with bullies, and ignore the barrage of comments.

Marvin hated the thought of Karen witnessing this humiliation and even more hated the thought of Tony spotting Karen. She had not been in the office long enough to encounter Tony, and it made Marvin feel sick to his stomach to think of him pawing over her....Actually Marvin felt quite sick full stop, just a little queasy, well more than a little, he felt a bit....well like he might jus.....BLEURGH !!!....HEW!...BLARK.....HEUY....

It was only after the four gigantic heaves which brought up the whole contents of his stomach, that Marvin noticed the sick splashed open toed high shoes at the side of him. His heat sank as he knew who it was before he even heard her.

"You fucking dirty twat, look wot you dun to me f*!"kin shoes" Karen spat at the crumpled form in the seat in front of her

"Eurgh, god I'm so sor..."

"F'ing three 'undred quid these cost and nah look at em...F$"!in ruined"

Marvin looked up and managed to get up out of this seat, although still bent at the waist.

"KarenI'm so sorry of course I'll pay for a........BLEURGH !!!....HEW!...BLARK.....HEUY...."

The emotion of Marvin’s stomach this time contained no solids, but was in fact a foul smelling greeny yellow liquid that rather clashed with the once smart blue business skirt that it landed on.

"Oh my god you dirty cu…....Get away from me"

Karen shoved Marvin against the desk and he slid to the floor to see her dash away from him in the direction of the ladies.

The last thing that flashed through Marvin's mind before he lapsed into unconsciousness was just a single word........Bugger.