Madmen and messiahs are often mistaken for one another.

But when a lunatic claims to be a deity, there's always a third option:

Maybe he's crazy...and a god.

It doesn't take long for NYPD psychiatrist Amity Sheridan to diagnose her new patient as a schizophrenic with delusions of godhood - but that doesn't explain how he survived a twenty-storey fall onto Eighth Avenue without a scratch. When Jackrabbit escapes - as he always does - Amity tumbles into a wider, woolier world of gods, legends and heroes recruited to perform an age-old ritual that keeps a terrible evil in check.

The key to defeating a villain that gobbles up minds and souls is Jackrabbit's unique knack for being supremely - perhaps even divinely - elusive. Unfortunately, his talent for escaping even the gods themselves makes it that much harder for the good guys to track him down for the job...and their soul-swallowing foe is already laying out the good silverware for a world-sized meal.

Geoph Essex uses quicksilver prose and uncompromising wit to explore the elusive nature of gods and legends in a modern world where mass communications and viral video can make short work of either. Forget your catechism, burn the bible, and flush the Quran - these are the deities that the human race earned, not the ones it invented.