Blurb for 1st book in the series, Factions of a dWARf:
In 1565, a dwarf conquistador sired a daughter with a native woman. Four centuries later, ancestral ghosts unleashed by a genetic memory drug possess Alice, a dwarf member of a fertility cult. The ghosts wreak havoc on Alice’s personality, but they also help her machine gun through rival cult factions and succeed her mother as the cult leader. You might be surprised by what genes a dwarf has, but you can’t be more surprised the Emperor/Gladiator Commodus or more bewildered than Tycho Brahe. The prostitute from the old Rollestown colony might a consider the situation easy on the knees, but she doesn’t arrive until the third book of the series.
More Blurb: Gibsonton became home to the Cabeiri cult when Ringling and his circus folk set up a winter camp in Florida. What does the cult want? Kal’s genetic memories.
Hephaestus sired the Cabeiri; both are freak and Greek, but why doesn’t this Greek god look like a Greek god? Because he descends from Ptah, the freaky god from Memphis, Egypt. Myths say Hephaestus made the first woman and Kal’s trouble begins when the first woman in years comes to his door. It begins with a Pandora and a box; Kal’s uncle sent them from his home in Memphis, Florida.
Synopsis: A girl delivers a gift to Kal; a box and with a mask inside. Cool, but the girl is hot. Kal wants the girl and he gets what he wants, just not how he wants it. Girl and her cult cohorts nab Kal They stick the mask on Kal and bad for Kal; it sticks good. The mask has barbs and it sticks a drug into Kal. Now, trauma makes Kal dream. The cult brings the trauma and dreams bring the past.
Scrooge had ghosts to show him the past, present and future; Kal has three spirit guides of his genetic past. In the real world, the cultists freak Kal out on their road trip to the Glades. Cultists, fit for past day freak shows, show up to toy with their new boy toy.
The Gist in Jest: Turn Edward Scissorhands into a phallic god, turn the housewives into a freaky fertility cult and you have the gist. Have Chuck Palahniuk veer into Peter Matthiessen‘s, “Shadow Country,” and he might poop out, “She-it.”