Fires of the Desert is Book Four of Leona Wisoker’s series, Children of the Desert, and, just when you thought things couldn’t get more complex and difficult, they do, although thankfully the darkness of Bells of the Kingdom is ameliorated.
The geographic center of this one is Bright Bay, seat of King Oruen of the . . . → Read More: Leona Wisoker: Fires of the Desert
Isaac Asimov’s Foundation trilogy is inarguably one of the seminal works of modern science fiction. It was one of the first to take its inspiration from the social sciences rather than the physical sciences (Gernsback’s formula of “better living through technology” had received a serious blow with the first use of the atomic bomb in . . . → Read More: Isaac Asimov’s Foundation trilogy
Finding My Elegy, by Ursula K. Le Guin
I have to confess, I’ve stalled writing this review because I don’t want to think about reading any elegies for Ursula Le Guin. I’ve been reading and treasuring her books and essays and poems since I was child growing up in the ‘70s in a single-wide trailer . . . → Read More: In Search of an Elegy
Charles de Lint just put a new story up at Amazon and Smashwords.
Here’s what it’s about:
Sheriff Poole & The Mech Gang is set near de Lint’s fictional desert town of Santo del Vado Viejo, where his novels The Mystery of Grace and The Painted Boy take place, and where some of his recent . . . → Read More: A new story from Charles de Lint: Sheriff Poole & The Mech Gang
Cross-possted from Sleeping Hedgehog.
Being the Manager for the Green Man Pub here at the Kinrowan Estate and afternoon barkeep (as I’d be a piss poor Manager if I didn’t keep my skills up), I frequently (when it’s quiet) like to read short fiction as I can usually finish a story in ten or fifteen . . . → Read More: Literary Matters: Charles de Lint’s Digital Short Fiction
I got the galley for this collaborative affair by writer Charles de Lint and artist Charles Vess way back in August of last year, if memory serves me right. However, that galley was missing one essential aspect of the story as the artwork, though charming, was but the preliminary black and white sketches for the . . . → Read More: Literary Matters: The Cats of Tanglewood Forest
Rick Hautala, well-known horror writer and well-liked person, passed away this week from a heart attack. Cristopher Golden, a past Oak King here and a fine writer in his own regard, sent out this letter in hopes of heliping Holly, his widow, with her finances:
I don’t have the words to put Rick . . . → Read More: Rick Hautala
Everyone seems to be recovering from yesterday’s festivities, so I ducked over to lend a hand with some new reviews for you.
Let’s start out with the next installment in Leona Wisoker’s Children of the Desert, Bells of the Kingdom. Brace yourself — it’s strong stuff.
Next, from the world of the Northern Kingdom and . . . → Read More: A Little Something to Ease Re-Entry
‘Tell me just this, if it is not a secret: what other great powers are there besides the light?’ ‘It is no secret. All power is one in source and end, I think. Years and distances, stars and candles, water and wind and wizardry, the craft in a man’s hand and the wisdom in . . . → Read More: And The Word Was Spoken
To venture into the fantastic is to step onto unfamiliar ground. Some works do this figuratively, populating familiar locations with vampires, werewolves and other critters. Others prefer to be more literal, moving plot and characters at one feel swoop off to a distant landscape that often bears as much resemblance to the real location it’s . . . → Read More: Brief Lines: Not So Long Ago, In A Place Far Away