Many people have asked me where they can find the triple chocolate marshmallow ice-cream mentioned in Hero. It’s one of Fink’s favourite deserts and lots of fun to make, just try not to make too much of a mess in the kitchen.
2 litres chocolate ice-cream
1/2 cup white chocolate chips
1/2 cup dark chocolate chips
1/2 cup mini marshmallows
You will need
A large bowl, preferably metal but glass will work as well
Place the bowl in the freezer and chill for at least 30 minutes.
If you’re not using mini marshmallows, cut them into quarters. Likewise, if you aren’t using chocolate chips, chop the chocolate into small pieces. Do this before proceeding to the next step.
Once the bowl has been in the freezer for 30 minutes, take the ice-cream out of the freezer (but leave the bowl in the freezer) and let it soften for 5-10 minutes, or until the ice-cream is soft enough to scoop out easily.
Working quickly, take the bowl out of the freezer and scoop ALL of the ice-cream into it. Keep the ice-cream container.
Add the chocolate chips and marshmallows to the ice-cream and stir through. Do not over-stir the ice-cream.
Put the ice-cream back into its original container, replace the lid and put it back in the freezer for at least 30 minutes.
If you can’t find chocolate chips or mini marshmallows, get regular chocolate and marshmallows and chop them up as directed in step 2.
For the past month, between work, karate and finally reading Divergent (excellent book, by the way), I’ve been working on the second draft of Hero. And although I haven’t made as much progress as I would have liked, and I’m busting to get to the second part of the my revision process (editing the prose – why does ‘prose’ always sound so snobbish?), the novel is coming along nicely.
Meet Fink. He’s the size of a horse, has a tail, six legs and is Hero’s best, if not only, friend.
Weighing in at six-hundred and twenty-two kilos with twenty-six claws and a mouth full of pointy teeth, most people find Fink intimidating, but underneath all that fur beats the heart of a teddy bear.
You might think he’s a push-over, but don’t let his weakness for spiced chocolate cake, tummy rubs and lazy days in the sun fool you. Fink’s a rat-pard – a genetically engineered mix of rat, leopard and ecio, one of Jørn’s most fearsome predators – and he doesn’t take threats lightly.
I first devoured the Song of the Lioness series when I was ten; to say that it was my favourite set of books ever is to understate the case. Alanna, the series protagonist, was my childhood hero, and not just because she had a magic sword and a talking cat. Alanna was my hero because she was doing something forbidden and getting away with it.
It wasn’t an especially bad thing that she was doing, like selling drugs or stealing, she was just doing what the boys did – playing with swords, riding horses, going to war – and if that meant she had to lie about her gender, well, that only added to the tension.
On Jørn, Hero’s world, people live in vast floating cities, far out of reach of an airborne toxin known as Pollen. Pollen is only toxic to humans, leaving much of the planet unexplored and its surface teeming with all sorts of weird and wonderful wildlife.
For Hero, being a xenozoologist and going down to the surface to see and study that wildlife seems like the culmination of a dream, even if she does have to be bundled up in an envrio-suit to do it. Continue reading →
Meet Hero, the star of Hero-Fink, a novel set in the far distant future, on a far distant world.
Hero Regan is special, and not in a way she likes. She hears voices, the kind of voices that other people can’t hear. Ever since she can remember, she’s been forced to take meds and prodded by shrinks and doctors, all of whom say the same thing. She’s sick, crazy even; but they’re lying.
Her parents have her completely isolated from the outside world, wrapped in a cocoon of butlers, bodyguards and tutors. Her only solace is Fink, a six-hundred-kilogram, genetically engineered rat-pard. Together they create havoc, sharing lives, thoughts, triple-chocolate marshmallow ice-cream and the same burning desire for freedom.