The Day of the Nefilim (Paperback)

By David L. Major

Createspace Independent Publishing Platform, 9781466465220, 370pp.

Publication Date: January 3, 2012



A reader talks about The Day of the Nefilim

"I HAVE BEEN READING SF since about 1970, when I was ten years old, having inherited a bookshelf of the greats - Heinlein, Herbert, Azimov, Bradbury, Vonnegut, etc, when my family moved in to a new house. Since then I have devoured just about everything in most of the genres that have populated the print and electronic worlds as they have matured along with the realities of hard science. I have also been a fan of conspiracy lit, be it templar, illuminati, or of the X-Files sort. In the last year, as a result of having an iphone and discovering, I have started consuming more and more SF from the 'unknowns' and 'unsigned' which have been showing up with a greater frequency, and the fact of the matter is: The Day of The Nefilim is one of the best SF novels I have read since I began reading. Maybe that's just because all of what I have read until now provided the knowledge and context to appreciate the depth of David's work, which didn't allow me to put it down until I finished it. Straight through, in one sitting. Yeah, that's right, I did not put the book down until I finished reading it. Couldn't. Well done David. Keep writing. Can't wait to read your next book... You would make Robert Anton Wilson proud, and Douglas Adams smile." - exiledsurfer on

"THERE IS NOTHING more joyous to me than discovering new, raw creativity. David Major, regardless of his hallucinogen(s) of choice, is a rare find and a fun read. With a smidgeon of Douglas Adams he spends all of six pages before rearranging our world with a sledgehammer and sending us down into underground caves, underworld civilizations in a ship that sails the winds of time. While Mr. Major hints occasionally at the science and history behind his bizarre story it almost doesn't matter as this great book if a delightful fantasy and well worth the read." - J. Stephen Peek

Lieutenant Sider was approaching two points of completion.

The first was the end of his shift, which would be welcome enough, and the second would occur in one Earth week, when his tour of duty would end.

He would be going back on the next shuttle, to blue skies, real warmth, and real air, not out of a bottle, and fresh food. Of course he knew that, as always, after a few weeks he would get impatient with the people down there, with their trivial preoccupations and their circuses, and that would be the beginning of his yearning for the stark, unambiguous beauty of the empty lunar landscape. And then he would apply to return to where he felt most comfortable, to his friends in this sealed microcosm on the moon. To the United Nations forward observation base.

The center of a network of satellites and unmanned observation posts, they were the Earth's eyes. They kept watch, waiting and observing. They kept their superiors on Earth informed about what they saw, and kept the data feeds operating.

They had seen only fleeting glimpses on their banks of monitors and scanners, but it was enough to tell them that there was something going on. Whatever was coming from the new planet was somehow shifting through frequencies as they came out of space and headed towards the Earth.

Sider had tried to think it through, but lacking any hard facts, he had only come up with conjecture. That was all that anyone on the station had done. It had begun about a year ago, when one of them had seen it coming, heading inwards, past the orbit of Pluto and heading their way. It was too big to be a comet, or an asteroid.

They contacted Earth, and were asked whether it was a planet. It probably is a planet, they said, and you'll find it's coming to life, unless we're very much mistaken. Keep a careful eye on it, Earth said.

Of course they were going to keep a careful eye on it.