Revenge of the Lushites: War of the Lushites
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In the year 4444 and a 1/4 the Lushites have returned. Piper Cleaner, First Assistant to the Assistant Surveillance Officer discovers a Lushite intergalactic vessel heading their way. Alarm bells ring throughout the galaxy! Have the Lushites returned to seek revenge?
The Vice President of Galaxy Tobacco orders Piper and a team of the Order of the Gold Leaf Tobacco elite commandos, led by Major Virginia Slim, to destroy the Lushites thus saving smoking for all human and alien kind.
Piper and Major Slim soon discover plots, counterplots, and general scheming using the sudden reappearance of the Lushite Alliance to mask another plot to overthrow the galaxy. Will they save the day or is it game over?
Join Piper and Major Slim on a crazy, outrageous ride across the galaxy in the far future where addictions are rampant and conspiracies thrive.
Russ Crossley
International selling author, Russ Crossley writes science fiction and fantasy, and mystery/suspense under the name R.G. Crossley. His latest science fiction satire set in the far future, Revenge of the Lushites, is a sequel to Attack of the Lushites released in 2011. The latest title in the series was released in the fall of 2013. Both titles are available in e-book and trade paperback. He has sold several short stories that have appeared in anthologies from various publishers including; WMG Publishing, Pocket Books, and St. Martins Press. He is a member of SF Canada and is past president of the Greater Vancouver Chapter of Romance Writers of America. He is also an alumni of the Oregon Coast Professional Fiction Writers Master Class taught by award winning author/editors, Kristine Katherine Rusch and Dean Wesley Smith. Feel free to contact him on Facebook, Twitter, or his website http:www.russcrossley.com. He loves to hear from readers
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- Rating: 1 out of 5 stars1/5The author compares his "Attack of the Lushites" to the legendary "Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy" by Douglas Adam. The only similarities I can find is that both are works are written in English, and, unlike Zaphod Beeblebrox, both authors have only a single head. The premature death of Douglas Adams in 2001 and the publication of "Attack of the Lushites" in 2011 are both low points for the genre of Science Fiction Comedy. While"Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy" is the definitive work of its genre, "Attack of the Lushites" is an embarrassment to its language. I've given the book a single star rating, because LibraryThing doesn't have negative stars. The books would have a lower average rating, but user "JudithHarlan" is the publisher of the book and gave it 5 stars. I anxiously await her full review of this book, because I am a lover of good creative fiction.When I receive books for free to review, I want to find something good to say about the book. I am very glad that my copy is an eBook and not a printed copy, Even though numerous words were tortured in its publication, at least no trees were killed. When I began getting books for free to review, I set a guide rule that I would read at least 50 pages of a book to give it a chance before I would give up on any book. This is only the second that I could not finish and the first that I could not read 50 pages. After 6 chapters and 39 pages I quit. Given a choice, I would prefer to be water boarded than have to read the entire book.The author says the book is a satire about the nature of junk food, and in the forward he says "I [Cossley] would hate to think overweight people think I'm making fun of them. (since I'm one of them)." By comparison to Crossley's descriptions of his overweight characters, Uncle Ruckus of "The Boondocks" sounds like Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.I normally find the suggestion of burning books repulsive, but the cover illustration by Charlie Neimtz does suggest a good use for the book if you own the paper copy and need kindling to start a fire.
- Rating: 3 out of 5 stars3/5A strange sf story. Big corporations have taken over the universe and are battling each other. Until people from other galaxies arrive and change everything.A very comical view on our current life and an ultimate possible consequence. Many american double entendres, some of which I undoubtedly missed. I had a difficult time getting into the story.
- Rating: 1 out of 5 stars1/5I did not like this book. I could not even get through it. I have a ton of books that I want to read, but I have been putting them off because I said to myself I had to finish this book and write this review. Oh well. One out of two isn't bad.
- Rating: 2 out of 5 stars2/5Okay, I must say that I'm not that impressed with Attack of the Lushites despite having an interest premise. The fast food wars have gone universal, with the two big guys--Galactic Pizza and Heavenly Sky Burger--trying to outdo the other and control vast regions of space, and as a result, people are now bigger than ever. However, there were so many negatives about the story telling that it was quite painful to actually read this book. There were a lot of spelling and gramatical errors that should not have been there. There is a review below that claims something about some excuse by or from the editor or something or other. But these mistakes are distracting and make reading this less enjoyable. Hopefully this does get corrected. But the gramatical and spelling mistakes aren't the only problems here. The story starts off slow--with the arrival of a snail mail letter to Heavenly Sky Burger from Galactic Pizza. This goes on for 60 pages, talking about how unusual this sort of thing is. In much of those 60 pages, everything is rehashed over and over again, dragging this into a painfully long read at just over 300 pages. This is an indication that this book could easily have been 50 pages shorter. The story itself was hard to follow in places, where I think the author knew what he had in his mind, but he did a poor job of putting those thoughts down on paper, and he left some things out and rehashes other things. Yes, there is a lot of rehashing going on throughout the book. In some areas, you'll be going along, and then it seems as if the author must have taken a break from his writing and then came back to it, perhaps with a new idea, and forgotten what he had wrote just a page or two beforehand and contradicts himself. And then, finally it ends. Well, it doesn't so much end but just fizzles out with a whimper. There is no climax, no overcoming story....everything just goes along and then, well, you're on the last page. Just totally bizarre.
- Rating: 1 out of 5 stars1/5As already explained by the editor, the book is rifled with errors making the read especially hard for me, a non-native english speaker. But apart from that, the book was also hard to read due to the lack of a clear story line. I completely missed the shift from the 'fast food' universe to the 'drinking' universe at the start leaving me wondering for quite a few pages what had happened. The (somewhat) unexpected end did not really help here either, the introduction of yet another galaxy with a focus on smoking was on the one hand to be expected, on the other hand it made the story quite unbelievable.As a great fan of humor books with the Hithchikers guide my all time favourite, I must say I was disappointed. The book is advertised as being in the same category and has some interesting views. But the writing style / storyline somehow manages to spoil an idea that could have been great. It might be the constant reference to other SF works or the constant hammering on the obese shape of the main players, but all in all this was not the enjoying read I had hoped for!
- Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5I am the editor for this book. I chose it because I think it is hilarious. But I can see now that something happened during our conversion. It seems when I uploaded it, all the changes Russ and I made showed up (rather than just the fixes). This left the e-version with a lot of typos, grammar errors, etc. I just wanted to let everyone know that those are all my fault, not the fault of the writer. I am in the process of re-editing it to fix all the mashed-up changes. Thank you to the early reviewers who pointed out the errors!
- Rating: 3 out of 5 stars3/5The book was rather interesting take on the future. The idea of a universe where fast food companies control everything is rather clever. I did find the plot to be a bit chaotic, often having to check back on other pages to figure out where the writer was going. Having read books that change characters from chapter to chapter, I know this rather difficult to write. I do feel that there was a bit too much jumping in the earlier chapters, that made more sense towards the end of the book. I would like to read the next book from Crossley, because I see the potential in his writing, but I would call this an impressive work, maybe a decent summer vacation read.
- Rating: 1 out of 5 stars1/5I thought I would check out the other reviews before writing my own. It was interesting to note I wasn't the only reviewer to be annoyed by the sloppy editing, inconsistencies (such as an interesting hover bike becoming a hover chair in the next paragraph), and references to Wall E and Star Trek;. Could Mr Crossley not think of anything more original than having a black communications officer and scottish engineer? There are some good original ideas, some good lines and a few humorous moments, and for a short time over halfway through the book, I was reading with anticipation about how it would all pan out. Unfortunately it didn't all come together cleanly ( some story telling was missing), and the ending (an original idea) felt rushed and finished abruptly. Some parts of this make believe world I got and others I am still confused about. If you can get past the continual gross eating references and find the good bits you will find Attack of the Lushites an okay read.
- Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Attack of the Lushites is a fun story set in the far future where Fast Food Companies have taken over the Galaxy and are fighting for the highest market share. Jal Popover is just a simple mail room clerk for Heavenly Sky Burger, but when a letter from the enemy (i.e. the CEO of competitor Galaxy Pizza) arrives, he suddenly is faced with much more adventure than he bargained for.I enjoyed reading Attack of the Lushites with its hilarious setting and strange characters and would read a follow up. What I found a bit annoying was the amount of typos, which was rather high (in the Kindle version that is) and at times disturbed the reading flow.
- Rating: 1 out of 5 stars1/5I do not want to be overly harsh but the only reason I fully read this "book" was because it was an Early Reviewer "book". I don't think it is too much for me to ask that a book have gone through some basic editing and revisions as needed before being presented as a professional piece of work. This feels like it was written in a weekend. Punctuation was lacking, words were misspelled, run-on sentences abounded, descriptions were redundant, and the author couldn't even keep the names of his characters straight! Another reviewer mentioned Bud was called Jal - well, Jack was also called Jal a couple times. I am a fan of humorous books, have read all of Hitchhikers (as this author claims to aim for). I have to say it failed miserably. It is not funny, not even slightly amusing. The author rips off several things from other franchises, most glaring being Star Trek. I wish I could say there was at least one thing I liked as I know a person wrote this and I want to be compassionate but... it was so painfully bad to read. There is nothing to redeem it.
- Rating: 3 out of 5 stars3/5I really wanted to like this book. There's a lot to like. It is humorous and well in keeping with the satirical science fiction tradition passed down by Douglas Adams and other (usually British) writers. The story is subtle where it needs to be and giggle-inducing obvious everywhere else. It is a good blend of the ridiculous and the sympathetic.What unfortunately almost ruined it for me is the intolerable amount of what I call 'cosmetic' issues. In short, the book seems to have been sloppily edited. In one paragraph, the names were mixed up, (Bud is called Jal), other times sentences showed rewriting without taking out the changed part, leaving the sentences incoherent. While I don't think this is excusable for any published work, I usually let one or two slide, sometimes things get translated into the digital format strangely. But the sheer amount of errors that would have been so easily fixed was beyond my ability to comprehend.As a story, the book was fine, a mix of Peter Jackson's 'Bad Taste' with the fat people from 'Wall-E.' If you enjoy puns and allegories, you will probably like it. The characters are not particularly complicated and people hoping for a deep cerebral experience will probably be rather disappointing. If you can get over the many grammar and diction errors, I would suggest giving it a try.
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Revenge of the Lushites - Russ Crossley
Praise for RG Hart’s My Partner the Zombie
in the zombie romance anthology, Hungry For Your Love from St Martin’s Press
Filled with stories from the hilarious to the horrific ... there is something here to tug at the hearts (and brains) of any zombie lover. Highly recommended for anyone’s collection.
— Monsterlibrarian.com"
Unrequited love is hard to accept, but Aloha Armstrong knows that she has only herself to blame.
Being a Zombie is not an easy existence, but Matt Butcher is resigned to making it the best it can be.
Following up on a story of attempted murder puts Matt and Aloha in the path of a madman. They must ferret out the truth before more people are infected with the virus. Aloha wants the man caught, but she is devastated that she could very well lose Matt in the process. There is a great dynamic between Matt and Aloha, and it really makes for some fun reading.
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A wonderfully twisted undertaking (pun intended), ‘Hungry for Your Love’ is a many-faceted feast of love, loss, sex, heartbreak, rotting flesh, and romance from beyond the grave.
— Christopher Golden, bestselling author and editor of The New Dead"
"The first time I read Attack of the Lushites, I was shaking my head by page two and laughing out loud by page five. One of the wildest, craziest, and most entertaining novels I have had the pleasure to read." — Dean Wesley Smith, USA Today bestselling author
"I loved this book. Mr. Crossley has a wonderful way of combining both off-the-wall humor and exciting adventure. I enjoyed all the characters. I thought they were well developed, and even the worst if them had a little bit of saving grace hidden inside. I found myself becoming attached to them and wanting to learn more about them.
The Lushites were my favorites. When I read the description of their leader Jack, I couldn't help but think of Captain Jack Sparrow. Laughing, I could just picture him swaying across the deck.
My favorite character had to be Bud. His interaction with both The Brain and Jal were wonderful. I loved the fact that with all the individuals who held the power and ran the different worlds, it was Bud and Jal who ended up the heroes.
Underneath all the humor and action ran a thread of warning. A thread
about excess and the consequences of that excess, whether it be overeating, drinking or smoking. All in all a very witty, over-the-top story with a moral warning.
Mr. Crossley's writing reminds me a great deal of the writings of Lionel Fenn, aka Charlie Grant, and like Mr. Fenn, left me smiling andwanting more." — ladybug, Amazon.com
REVENGE
of the
LUSHITES
Russ Crossley
Revenge of the Lushites
Russ Crossley
Copyright 2013 Russ Crossley
All rights reserved
Cover art: © Charles Nemitz
ISBN 978-1-927621-26-4
This is a work of fiction. The persons and situations are products of the author's imagination,
Published by 53rd Street Publishing
www.53rdstreetpublising.com
Logo image by:
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Introduction
This story had its genesis at a workshop taught by my mentors Dean Wesley Smith and Kristine Katherine Rusch too many years ago to talk about. I had written a short story based on the idea of the fast food companies running the galaxy. The story, Big Business, can be found on most online bookstore sites. I then wrote a novel proposal for Attack of the Lushites.
My initial goal was to use a science fiction setting to talk about addiction an issue close to my heart because I have been addicted to a few things in my own life (no, not drugs) so I was familiar with the thought process of an addict. I didn't want to be preachy about the dangers of drugs (prescription and non-prescription) or alcohol or tobacco or anything else as this has been done my many people far more qualified than I.
I thought I'd use satire as a vehicle to tell a story and set my story in the far future. Both Dean and Kris encouraged me to go over the top when I wrote the first novel proposal. I did this and discovered not only an audience, but some wonderful characters who I really enjoyed writing about.
Unfortunately (or fortunately depending on how you look at such things) New York publishers loved the work but were hesitant to publish humorous science fiction because they don't feel fans of the genre will buy humor. (Anyone ever heard of Galaxy Quest, or The Big Bang Theory, or The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy?)
With recent changes to publishing Attack of the Lushites is available in trade paperback and ebook with a fantastic cover by Charles Nemitz.
After I finished the first novel I knew I had to write sequels. What you hold in your hands (or see on your e-reader) is the first sequel set more than one thousand years after the first novel ended. My intention is to set each novel a thousand years in the future from the last one. Where will it end? I have no idea.
One note that my very wonderful editor cautioned me about is my occasional use of reader notes (for the ebook versions) and footnotes for the print version to explain some oddity in these future societies. I make no apology for them because I think they're necessary and funny so if you don't like them please feel free to write your own book then you can do want you want.
So enough of the background let's get the story started. Enjoy the ride and regardless if you like this story or don't feel to contact me on Facebook, twitter or via my publishers website.
Russ Crossley
Vancouver Canada
2013
Prologue
It's like stealing smokes from a baby. Easy peasey.
– Emperor Bud Wiser the First describing how he conquered a newly discovered planet.
March, 4444 and 1/4
Piper Cleaner leaned back in the form-fitted secure-a-chair provided for him by Galaxy Tobacco, closed his brown eyes, and eased into the loving grip of the pillowy soft chair cushions. His long fingers gripped the burning cigarette hanging from one side of his pursed, yellow lips. He blew a ring of acrid smoke, directing it at the ceiling of the comm center, then took the smoldering tobacco stick from his lips and placed it on the ashtray recessed into the console.
Piper's taut skin was the color of a pale banana, his hair was the shade of grape juice, and he had the six-toed feature on his left foot so common to Methanites. This meant the silver space boots he was issued when he arrived at this outpost had to be modified to fit him. His left boot was slightly larger than his left and it took him time to get used to shuffling his lanky form around the plasti-steel decks in the .86 gravity of the six level station. Piper was tall for his race, nearly six-foot five, but he was also very thin for his race, in one gravity he only weighted a hundred fifty pounds.
He'd been assigned as the assistant to the assistant surveillance officer for the past two years on the Smoky Eye Surveillance Outpost at the edge of the galaxy. Compared with Piper's home planet, Methane, the luxurious surveillance post was incredibly comfortable and much less smelly.
The outpost's purpose was to detect any incoming threats to the galaxy originating from deep space. It had been more than a thousand years since the Lushites invaded the galaxy and changed everything, but there had been rumors they might return at any time.
Life is good,
Piper sighed to himself as he took another drag on his cigarette.
His whisper echoed off the wall-sized screens surrounding the chair where he sat in the middle of the donut shaped control room.
This outpost, serial number 3.103.243.9, was one of three thousand such outposts guarding the galactic rim. Everything in the outpost was labeled (just like the auto-credits transferred to Piper's account every month) PROPERTY OF GALAXY TOBACCO with a line of fine print running along the edge of the bottom of the label: KEEP YOUR NICOTINE-STAINED DIGITS TO YOURSELF.
If you traced the money (Rule Number One: always follow the money), you'd discover that the Tobacco Sellers and Distributors funded the outposts for A Better Universe, an industry lobbyist group.
Not that Piper cared. He loved this job. There was never any real work to do, so he could smoke all day and get paid. Best of all they provided all the smokes you could use for free! Yes, siree this was the dream job of dream jobs.
Huh, sir...
One purple eyebrow rose up Piper's light, banana-yellow forehead. He hated it when the outpost's central computer bothered him.
(Note to reader: every artificial intelligence is by tradition named, The Brain. The reasoning for the tradition is lost in the mists of time, but historians suggest it started sometime in the 27th century.)
The Brain loved watching the comets and asteroids that sometimes passed through the outposts' six parsecs of survey area. Once he even spotted a rogue planet. But who cared about such crap? Not Piper. He had bigger stogies to smoke. Like on his next smoke break.
He stole a glance at the time display on the wall over the bank of monitors. Ten minutes and counting. He licked his lips.
You couldn't smoke a comet or an asteroid, and the rogue planet was lifeless with no evidence of tobacco cultivation. Brain said the planet was an artificially created ball of reeking toxic garbage that had been circling the galaxy for over a thousand years. But the records were lost, and no one knew who created it.
Why should I care about useless information? Hey, Brain, what's up?
Piper smirked.
Well, I think you may wish to see this?
The Brain's attitude really annoyed Piper no end. Sure The Brains had been installed in every marketeer ship, outpost, space station, and smoking parlor in the galaxy, and they were smart, but they were also mister know-it-alls. They were really annoying.
Piper sighed and leaned forward in his chair to stare at the screen directly in front of him. The monitor displayed nothing but untwinkling stars and ink-black space. As usual in the distance was the bright star that was Planet Five in the Pink Leaves System, the nearest system to this outpost. The outpost itself was built on an airless rogue moon roaming far outside any star system. The barren rocky moon was held in place by the gravitational forces of three nearby red giant stars. There were occasional tremors but nothing to worry about.
Brain. I really don't have time for games right now. I'm busy.
As he spoke, Piper lit another cigarette with the one he was just finishing and stubbed the old one out in the ashtray built into the arm of the chair. The odor of ash wafted up his nose until the ashtray swallowed the butt and the ash and snapped shut. The residue would be sucked into the outposts disposal system, reduced to its atomic components, then flushed into space.
OK, sir, but check out the screen behind you.
Piper covered his mouth with his fist, coughed then swung his chair around to face the screen Brain wanted him to look at, and froze. The image the computer had extrapolated from the sensor data stream coming into the outpost via the network of sensor satellites covering a billion square miles of space was completely unbelievable.
His mouth dropped open and the freshly lit cigarette dangling from his lip fell to the deck where the emergency fire suppression system immediately put it out.
The cigarette forgotten, Piper licked his suddenly dry lips. Huh, Brain, is that what I think it is?
Yes, sir, I believe it is.
The image on the screen was of a spacecraft. A massive spacecraft.
The sensor information streaming along the bottom of the screen reported it was over five miles long and six miles wide. The hull was crimson red with a yellow lightning bolt emblazoned across the meteor-scarred plating.
The screen shimmered and the magnification brought the image of the ship in closer. As the image sharpened, he could make out more details along its pitted and battered hull. Piper could now make out a series of letters in an alien language.
Brain, can we translate that language?
Huh, yes, sir.
Now Piper was really worried. His stomach knotted with tension. This meant the language was one in the translator's memory core. Not good. We've seen these guys before.
I have a bad feeling about this.
The words are a name,
said The Brain.
Go ahead.
Piper held his breath. Please no....not on my watch.
The name is Whiskey Bottle.
Piper could hear the fear in The Brain's tone. A fear he shared. His heart was beating fast and a bead of sweat trickled down the side of his face. He knew the ramifications of such a name.
Oh, stub butts! They're back. The Lushites have returned!
Why does this stuff always happen to me?
Chapter One
By the power vested in me, I name you smoker and smokee.
– Said by a priest of the Tobacco Leaf Order at the first legal wedding between a human and a cigarette, circa 4003
Vice President Jalapeno Popover the Tenth, a short, skeletal man with a hairless, nut-brown head, beady black eyes, and bushy gray eyebrows, looked up from the tablet screen when the comm unit on his desk rang its familiar Galaxy Tobacco jingle chime. He detested being interrupted when studying the numbers for his beloved Galaxy Tobacco. Not that they ever changed. Always profits no losses, was the norm, but something had changed. For the first time in history they were leaking money
But where was the money going?
The red light blinked at the top of the rolling, paper-thin unit as it flashed on and off repeatedly accompanied by the lovely, yet equally annoying, shrill ring.
Jal leaned back in his faux leather executive chair and sighed, his left arm dropping to the arm of the chair. He set the cigar he'd been smoking in the onyx ashtray next to his right elbow and stared at the comm unit. His red-rimmed eyes sagged at the corners from lack of sleep.
He and The Brain had been at it for two weeks, and so far he'd found nothing amiss. There was zero evidence of a drain on the company accounts. GT was headed for financial ruin within two months if they didn't find the source of the leak soon. It wasn't like GT could go to the space cops.
Not that GT did all their business on the books but bringing in the official authorities was not an option. His mother's prophetic words returned from the back of his mind, Reap the tobacco leaves you sow, you may have to sleep in them.
He never understood much of what she said, but somehow these words seemed appropriate to this situation.
Now this call had interrupted him.
It had to be Mr. Roll Yer Own, the CEO and President of Galaxy Tobacco, calling to hear the results of his investigation. The CEO had been pounding his desk for weeks. He wanted the culprit found.
Open comm,
he said in a dull tone that belied his usual cheerful disposition.
Sir. It's Pucker Bomb.
A wave of relief washed over Jal as his security specialist's crimson face and pupiless, oil-black eyes appeared on the monitor. Pucker, from a race of four-armed, red-skinned, female humanoids, had been the security chief at GT for over two hundred years. Security was a tradition in her family that went back a minimum of fifteen hundred years. (Unsupported rumors said her family went back farther, but this had yet to be confirmed and Pucker wasn't talking.)
Her grandmother, Cherry Bomb, had even met his ancestor, Jal Popover the First, the co-founder of the new galactic order in the year 3333 and a 1/3.
It was hard for Jal to fathom a galaxy that lived on fast food. Fast food had been banned since the Day of The Great Smoke in 3333, when a big ball of garbage passed through the inhabited center of the galaxy.
After this upheaval, smoking became the vice of choice on Dirt. Smoking soon spread rapidly across the galaxy, helped along of a royal degree from the emperor. According to legend, Emperor Bud Wiser the First crushed any opposition to smoking like a spent cigarette butt, and brought