Eryn and I had some time to kill in Canary Wharf so we bought 'Horrid Henry and his Nits' and I thought I'd check once more. I rummaged books etc.. but to no avail. So I asked.
"Have you got "Christ the Lord: Out of Egypt"?"
"Whose it by?"
"Try the horror section...!"
With a stupid me 'why didn't I think of that' roll of the eyes I wander to the horror section and there it was!
"Anne Rice, the chronicler of vampires, witches and—under the pseudonym A. N. Roquelaure—of soft-core S&M encounters, [has publishished] "Christ the Lord: Out of Egypt," a novel about the 7-year-old Jesus, narrated by Christ himself. "I promised," she says, "that from now on I would write only for the Lord." It's the most startling public turnaround since Bob Dylan's "Slow Train Coming" announced that he'd been born again."read more of this here
I can hear the 'evangelical band marketing wagon' coughing into life as we speak ;o)