Something Rotten (Thursday Next Novels)

Something Rotten (Thursday Next Novels)

Jasper Fforde

Language: English

Pages: 416

ISBN: 014303541X

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

The fourth installment in Jasper Fforde’s New York Times bestselling series follows literary detective Thursday Next on another adventure in her alternate reality of literature-obsessed England

The popularity of Jasper Fforde’s one-of-a-kind series of genre-bending blend of crime fiction, fantasy, and top-drawer literary entertainment builds with each new book. Now in the fourth installment, the resourceful literary detective Thursday Next returns to Swindon from the BookWorld accompanied by her son Friday and none other than the dithering Hamlet. But returning to SpecOps is no snap—as outlaw fictioner Yorrick Kaine plots for absolute power, the return of Swindon’s patron saint foretells doom, and, if that isn’t bad enough, The Merry Wives of Windsor is becoming entangled with Hamlet. Can Thursday find a Shakespeare clone to stop this hostile takeover? Can she vanquish Kaine and prevent the world from plunging into war? And will she ever find reliable child care? Find out in this totally original, action-packed romp, sure to be another escapist thrill for Jasper Fforde’s legions of fans. Thursday’s zany investigations continue with First Among Sequels. Look for the five other bestselling Thursday Next novels, including One of Our Thursdays is Missing and Jasper Fforde’s latest bestseller, The Woman Who Died A Lot. Visit for a ffull window into the Ffordian world!

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quickly. At least this way he didn’t win—tonight.” I sighed. “You did well, Chesh—I would never have thought of invoking the Blue Fairy.” “It was quite good, wasn’t it?” agreed the Cat. “Can you smell hot buttered crumpets?” “No.” “Me neither. Who are you going to put on midfield?” “Biffo, probably,” I said slowly, picking up my automatic from where it had fallen and replacing the clip, “and Stig as roquet taker.” “Ah. Well, good luck and see you soon,” said the Cat, and vanished. I sighed

cathedral to be built, too. We won, Thursday—we won!” Kaine’s fall, I discovered, had been rapid and humiliating. Once he was without Goliath’s backing and minus his Ovinator, parliament suddenly started wondering why they had been following him so blindly, and those who had supported him turned against him with the same enthusiasm. In less than a week he realized just what it was to be human. All the vanity and plotting and conniving that worked so well for him when fictional didn’t seem to

you know, my daughter has been away for a couple of years—not in prison, I’d like to make that clear!” “Thank you, Mother,” I murmured under my breath as there was polite laughter from the group, who instantly assumed that’s exactly where I had been. “And she has kindly agreed to join our group and say a few words. Thursday?” I took a deep breath, stood up and said quickly, “Hello, everyone. My name’s Thursday Next, and my husband doesn’t exist.” There was applause at this, and someone said,

worried!” It was about three in the morning when I was finally left alone with my thoughts, a sleeping son and a pocket handkerchief drenched with hedgehog tears. 11. The Greatness of St. Zvlkx Goliath Corporation Implements “Distraction Reduction” Program Accusations were growing yesterday that the corporation’s drive to increase productivity would result in the loss of civil liberties. This was strongly denied by Goliath, who commented, “We don’t see bricking up the million or so

picked it up, his eyes flicking instantly to me as he listened. “Yes, it is. . . . Yes, she is. . . . Yes, we do. . . . Yes, I will.” His eyes opened wide, and he stood up. “This is indeed an honor, sir. . . . No, that would not be a problem at all, sir. . . . Yes, I’m sure I can persuade her about that, sir. . . . No, it’s what we all want. . . . And a very good day to you, sir. Thank you.” He put down the phone and fetched an empty cardboard box from the cupboard with a renewed spring in

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