Da Easter Bunny Code -- thinking nervously about dipping toe in water

The other day hutch0 (http://hutch0.livejournal.com/), who should have known better, foolishly asked to have a gander at the first four (and so far only) chapters of Da Easter Bunny Code, my unfinished Dan Brown parody. Well, naturally I sent him several copies before he'd finished getting the words out of his mouth.

His reaction -- a failure to cast himself from a high building, and so far as I can tell not a single bout of uncontrollable vomiting (As an aside, have you ever experienced controllable vomiting? Well, neither have I. So why is it people always feel they have to describe vomiting as "uncontrollable", as if normally you'd upchuck with a certain debonair aplomb, and only for the entertainment of your fellow sophisticates?) -- was such that I'm beginning to wonder if I should post it here.

Hm.

Not sure about this.

However, what I'll do for the moment is paste the blurb here, then stand back and see if the Vatican threatens to sue. Or the Priory of Sion. Or if I'm found one morning with all the blood drained out of me, having been murdered by the infliction of a million discrete paper cuts, each administered by a page from a separate copy of The Da Vinci Code.

And not just any page from The Da Vinci Code.

Oh no.

An albino page from . . .

I'd better get on with the blurb, hadn't I? I think I'll place it cunningly after the cut.

( Better read on cuz, hoo boy, this is gonna be really, really exciting ... )