About the Book
The fate of the planet hangs in the balance. Will Sascha get this right, or will dawn's bright light reignite the nightmare of his Super Balls, and an extinction event become the next overnight sensation?
It's science on the fly as Sascha crafts a critically cataclysmic collision of cosmic consequence, and suddenly it's the girls they're all afraid of.
Where can you run to, on a mountain made of Super Balls? How do you hide from a drooling girl?
It's all slippery slopes and midnight cravings as Sascha Martin grapples with a pair of apocalypses only he could have created.
About the Author
John Arthur Nichol hates writing about himself in the third person, so I won't do that.
I was born in a hospital named for a king, which now forms part of a hospital named for a prince, and I assume both will be subsumed one day in a hospital named for a robber baron, of whom Sydney's had plenty.
67 years later I've worked out what I want to do with my life, and it's something I've been doing all along. I write in verse. I'm not calling it poetry, but I write in verse. I can't help it. Verse happens all day long in my head as my thoughts mould to the flow of half-remembered melodies. English nags me with its rhythms; and if that's not bad enough, I'm compelled to rhyme.
So that's who I am and what I do. It's taken a lifetime to recognise it, accept it, and work out what to do about it.
I thought for a time that picture books must be the vessel to carry my stories written in verse, so Sascha Martin's Rocket-Ship, Time Machine and Super Ball, respectively, appeared with the beautiful illustrations of Manuela Pentangelo.
But the more I wrote ... the more I wrote. The more I wrote, the more I enjoyed it. And the more I understood my needs and my intention.
I wasn't writing picture books.
I was writing stories that made me smile. I think they make other people smile as well. Not everyone. Just the people who get what I'm doing and who enjoy a smile.
They're the ones I'm writing for. And me, of course.
So, text is my medium, my stories are in verse that rhymes, my audience is older kids, grown-ups, family, but only the ones who like rhyming smiles. And the format is regular paperback.
Just the facts, Ma'am ...
1955: Born in Sydney.
65 years of stony sleep ...
2020: Retired. New website for my writing.
2022: Epiphany. New website MK II for my writing. Torn between two websites (feeling like a fool). Still writing in verse. Still smiling.
Sascha Martin Books by John Arthur Nichol:
Sascha Martin’s Rocket-Ship
Sascha Martin’s Time Machine
Sascha Martin’s Super Ball
Sascha Martin's Zombie Dust
Limerick books by John Arthur Nichol:
The Fifth Line: Limericks After Lear Book 1
The Next Hundred Lears: Limericks After Lear Book 2
A Wee Bit of Integrity: Limericks After Derry Girls, Seasons 1 and 2