The Berserkers

A beautiful woman is found stabbed and frozen in the ice of Lake Munch, dressed only in the costume wings and tight corset of a Norse Valkyrie. Grammaticus Kolbitter, a records clerk by day and keyboardist in a Viking heavy-metal band, is pulled into the investigation. Despite having left the force more than a year before, Snorri comes around the stationhouse to harvest gossip and otherwise pierce the tedium of his days. The remaining vehicles slide into place, a break against the gusts. Patrolman Jerker's crisp azure uniform seems ridiculously cheery.

Format: Paperback / softback
Length: 240 pages
Publication date: 15 April 2022
Publisher: Hawkwood Books

A beautiful woman is found stabbed and frozen in the ice of Lake Munch, dressed only in the costume wings and tight corset of a Norse Valkyrie. Grammaticus Kolbitter, a police precinct records clerk by day and keyboardist in a Viking heavy-metal band, The Berserkers, by night, is pulled into the investigation. Reluctantly, Grammaticus embarks on the adventure of a lifetime. Norse legend meets Twin Peaks in this quirky genre-bending novel.

EXTRACTSnorri cackled and sucked at his teeth. The wind blasted across the lake, cutting the snow into sharp ridges. He hurled instructions at me as if he were whipping a husky, and I spun the wheel according to Snorri's command. Our tires rolled off the beach onto the thick ice cap that froze over the lake in Winter, clods of snow drumming the floorboard from underneath, like the rapping of the dead. Somewhere in the endless white lay our destination.

I'm a records clerk, I said. A noble profession. I shelve file folders and fuss with index cards. I'm not trained as a crime scene technician. I'll bet the Constable doesn't get out of his vehicle, Snorri laughed, no longer having to be discrete. Despite having left the force more than a year before, he came around the stationhouse to harvest gossip and otherwise pierce the tedium of his days. Today, he had come to us with the news. With a grunt of satisfaction, Snorri shot an index finger under my nose. Over there. Three precinct cars tailed us in caravan style, a procession blind to its destination and deaf to the admonishing wind. A knot of veins flared between Snorri's eyes. We had found the hillock of snow Snorri wanted. It was the sole hillock of snow on the frozen lake, and he had scraped it up himself, a bier to mark the spot. His face twisted.

The records clerk, Grammaticus Kolbitter, is pulled into the investigation of a beautiful woman found stabbed and frozen in the ice of Lake Munch, dressed only in the costume wings and tight corset of a Norse Valkyrie. Grammaticus is a police precinct records clerk by day and a keyboardist in a Viking heavy-metal band, The Berserkers, by night. He reluctantly embarks on the adventure of a lifetime, combining Norse legend with Twin Peaks in this quirky genre-bending novel.

EXTRACTSnorri cackled and sucked at his teeth. The wind blasted across the lake, cutting the snow into sharp ridges. He hurled instructions at me as if he were whipping a husky, and I spun the wheel according to Snorri's command. Our tires rolled off the beach onto the thick ice cap that froze over the lake in Winter, clods of snow drumming the floorboard from underneath, like the rapping of the dead. Somewhere in the endless white lay our destination.

I'm a records clerk, I said. A noble profession. I shelve file folders and fuss with index cards. I'm not trained as a crime scene technician. I'll bet the Constable doesn't get out of his vehicle, Snorri laughed, no longer having to be discrete. Despite having left the force more than a year before, he came around the stationhouse to harvest gossip and otherwise pierce the tedium of his days. Today, he had come to us with the news. With a grunt of satisfaction, Snorri shot an index finger under my nose. Over there. Three precinct cars tailed us in caravan style, a procession blind to its destination and deaf to the admonishing wind. A knot of veins flared between Snorri's eyes. We had found the hillock of snow Snorri wanted. It was the sole hillock of snow on the frozen lake, and he had scraped it up himself, a bier to mark the spot. His face twisted.

The records clerk, Grammaticus Kolbitter, is pulled into the investigation of a beautiful woman found stabbed and frozen in the ice of Lake Munch, dressed only in the costume wings and tight corset of a Norse Valkyrie. Grammaticus is a police precinct records clerk by day and a keyboardist in a Viking heavy-metal band, The Berserkers, by night. He reluctantly embarks on the adventure of a lifetime, combining Norse legend with Twin Peaks in this quirky genre-bending novel.

Weight: 198g
Dimension: 196 x 130 x 19 (mm)
ISBN-13: 9781838024772