To the Last Drop
a novel by Andrew Wice
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Drunk With Power
By Charlotte Jusinksi

Published: July 2, 2008

A story of insatiable thirst and a Western water war.

US forces in Afghanistan are having a hard time doing just about anything they set out to do. This isn’t necessarily a testament to the competency of the soldiers or their leaders—it is simply because they are Americans in Afghanistan. The terrain is harsh and unforgiving.Americans searching for rebels in the Sanglakh mountains could be a lot like…say…Texans hunting for rebels in the Cerrillos Hills.



Author Andrew Wice relaxes in the barren desert of Madrid, NM. Photo credit: Charlotte Jusinski

The aesthetic similarities between the Afghan borderlands and the New Mexican badlands is not lost on novelist Andrew Wice.

“You see pictures on TV of Afghan soldiers standing on a ridge just like that one,” he says as he gestures up to the hill rising behind the Old Coal Mine Museum in Madrid, NM. “And that got me thinking: If anyone were to invade New Mexico, it would be over water, and the invader would be Texas.”

This scenario is the basis of Wice’s To The Last Drop , a novel set in the near future when water is $7 a bottle and restaurants are forced to close due to lack of sanitation.

The story is narrated by a spectrum of desperate, hesitantly heroic men.Eddie Brown, an often-stoned biologist, discovers water deep under the desert by Hobbs. Once New Mexico starts pumping up that agua, it pisses off Texas State Guard Commanding General US Armstrong, whose advisers tell him that the water does, in fact, flow underground from Texas to New Mexico—and thus belongs to Texas.

All hell breaks loose when renegade drunken half-breed and New Mexican patriot Billy Ortiz knocks down some power lines at a Texas pump station. Texas State Guard good ol’ boy Taylor John Bridges, between fantasies about facefuls ofpoon and pow-pow-pow, busts up a New Mexico State Defense Guard water ruck in retaliation.

With the National Guard (still) caught upin the Middle East, Armstrong and his men take it upon themselves to invade New Mexico. They quickly take control of the world’s largestcache of nuclear weapons. From there they seize control of city aftercity until they hit the Colorado border.

Fighting back, Oritzteams up with the gnarly Diablos biker gang and they have some pow-pow-pow of their own. Brown, along with radical lesbians Lilah and Joanna, commandeer a pirate radio station and spearhead a rebel



TO THE LAST DROP

By Andrew Wice

BAUU PRESS
310 PAGES
$16
group. As the tragic-comic story unfolds, allegiances are formed and broken, towns are leveled and shantytowns built, and all along the reader is left to wonder, “Wait…what?”

As I neared the end of To The Last Drop , I flipped back to the beginning to try to pinpoint the catastrophic event that set off this civil war. Did I miss something?

“No,”Wice says when I ask him about the moment. “I didn’t want there to be abig event, a USS Maine or anything in this story.”

Indeed,this is often how wars like these come up; someone pops Ferdinand andIsabella, or Saddam Hussein gives the stars and bars a dirty look, andsuddenly folks are hurling grenades.

The testosterone-fueled insanity that grips the territory of New Texas spawns a sublimely offensive nickname for the New Mexican insurgency: the “Tortilla Terrorists.” Never mind that the majority of the New Mexican rebels arewhite. Familiarly, if they are “terrorists,” they must have dark skin,and vice versa.

There are many nudges, as well as all-out jabs, at the United States’ occupation of Iraq and Afghanistan.



I just had to ask, “Is this novel a satire?”

Wiceshakes his head, a darkly amused smile on his face. “This government isbeyond being able to satire,” he says. “It’s just so over-the-top, allwe can do now is ridicule.”

The federal government isn’t the only one in the spotlight here; New Mexico is just as guilty. “We just keep building more golf courses and more people keep moving here, and there’s no foresight,” Wice laments.

Is To The Last Drop a prophecy? A foreshadowing? A carefully calculated answer to the equation we’re still writing with each gallon down the drain?

Wicefinishes his iced coffee—a drink that is 98 percent water—in Madrid, atown whose pipes carry gray, non-potable H2O. Revelers at the gypsyfest down the street kick up clouds of dust next to a bone-dry arroyo.Rocky hills rise up around Madrid, closing in on thirsty people anddripping taps smelling of sulfur.


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Flash Flood
"The arid desert that is New Mexico’s stunning landscape provides a flawless background for author Andrew Wice’s novel, To The Last Drop . The novel follows a modern-day water war between Texas and New Mexico and expounds upon the development of the Southwest, the struggle between occupation and terrorism and the current global water crisis.

To help Wice launch To The Last Drop , the country-rock foursome Hundred Year Flood pours on its infectious charm. Flood has shared stages with notable artists such as George Clinton, Charlie Sexton, Taj Mahal (who played with the band in the studio and will be featured on Flood’s upcoming album) and Blue Mountain. Flood’s energetic style and Wice’s flowing narrative skill is the ideal remedy to quench an audience’s thirst for an exceptional evening of local talent." (Kyle Eustice,
Santa Fe Reporter, April 30)





Interviews

7/14/8 Radio Interview with KSFR: "The Journey Home with Diego Mulligan"




Interview with Associated Content

Highlights of my interview with Associated Content, conducted by Alexis Cairns. Read the complete interview here .

To The Last Drop imagines a present-day war over water rights between Texas and New Mexico. The Texas State Guard invades and occupies New Mexico and provokes an increasingly violent New Mexican insurgency. How did that idea come about?

I live in a former coal-mining town in New Mexico, and the diminished quantity and quality of water confronts me every day. Quantity, because it's the high desert near Santa Fe which has an enormous demand for avery limited supply. Quality, because the water is contaminated with heavy metals, coal, sulfur gas-it reeks of rotten eggs and isn't fit for drinking.

That pointed me toward the importance of water. The war aspect was inspired by the U.S. invasion of Afghanistan. In watching the footage of our soldiers, I was struck by how similar Afghanistan's mountainous terrain is to New Mexico's. It certainly looked like a place where the defender has an enormous advantage, and I imagined that New Mexicans would fight with the same tactics as the mujahideen.

So I had the primacy of water in one hand and the imagery of a dirty guerilla war in the other. I simply made mud.

What did your preparation for writing the book involve?

I prepared for the book by grinding out nine months of research before I started the first draft. I continued to do research while I was writing, as gaping holes in my knowledge opened up.

My main areas of research were water rights, hydrology, biology, military history and theory,Southwest history, Afghani history and some computer science. My knowledge had to quickly broaden; limits of my time are responsible for the shallowness of my understanding. To protect me from my ignorance,expert readers helped me out enormously, particularly in the legal and military areas.

The great majority of my research was done at the Santa Fe Public Library, supplemented by the internet. My research time included more immediately pleasurable activities such as inventing characters and shooting guns.

Shooting guns?

Shooting guns, indeed. New Mexico, like most of the Western states, embraces the Second Amendment. It's a well-armed populace with a fair distrust ofgovernment. That would contribute to this territory being difficult to occupy-just like Afghanistan.

So as part of my research, I got the feel of the guns I had to write about. I'm not a gun-blazing man by nature.

You are a published haiku poet. When and how did your interest in haiku develop?

J. D. Salinger introduced me to haiku in his brilliant Seymour: An Introduction when I was in high school. Investigating, I came across a haiku that made me see and feel poetry so clearly and powerfully. Nothing in literature had ever done that before. It was this poem, by Basho:

So cold are the waves
the rocking gull can scarcely
fold itself to sleep

It hit me with great force. Nothing extra, nothing missing, and absolutely true and sincere. I've been writing haiku for many years now, trying to abide. Here's one I wrote last year visiting my little brother in Japan:

Some unnamed scent,
some unseen bird's song
haunt this cool green bamboo forest


  Link to my TV interview on "The W.V." 4/23/8

 

Book Tour Notes

A book tour will follow the novel's publication. The first book tour will likely include New Mexico, Colorado, Texas, Arizona, California, Minnesota, Chicago. The dates, times and locations are being determined right now.

Please check back soon for updates, including the book tour schedule. Last update: August 20, 2008 .

In the meantime, please enjoy this photo of a tiny baby Japanese monkey: