Foster's depression

NOT A WORD IN 2004 ran the (fictional) San Fransisco Chronicle's headline. By his own public admission, for 18 months Ted Foster "rarely rotated his noggin left or right because there was nothing it wanted to look at".
But what had put him into this catatonic stupor? Seems we could be about to find out... "On Larry King Live," he writes in chapter one, "I only had about forty-five minutes and he kept changing the subject to keep his ratings up. But now I've got a book. I can say whatever I want to say for as long as I want to say it..." And it turns out it's not his marriage, it's not that he's entered his fifties, it's not insane world events...It's something much smaller...
Jon Ferguson has written a novel rich in character, philosophy and humour, that engages the reader to the extent that you will want Ted Foster to keep on "pecking out" his life story. From page one the book poses a question about "who the loonies are": Foster's pretty sure it's not him...