Few of my books have provoked the extreme reactions as Death Ray Butterfly, a.k.a. Inspector Mole and the Frozen Stiff. It has attracted numerous one star as well as five star reviews, beenboth the worst and best book people say they’ve ever read, and has been variously characterized as both awful and astounding. I don’t doubt it could have been better, but it could also have been worse, so we’ll call it a draw. I’ve been made happy with every reaction, every rating, every review. Time for a new cover, though. The old one, from a snapshot of a very large, strange moth I found resting on a gas pump up at Alice’s Restaurant one day, has had its time, unlike the permanent “War on Stuff”, which will never end.