The Source

As you loyal readers know, I’ve been all about the Messenger these days, as he (sometimes she) has been bringing me an endless stream of awesome books. It’s one of the great ironies of life that in HS and college when I had nothing but free time to read, I was broke and had to scrimp and save just to buy cheap paperbacks. Now that I finally have money to buy nice hardcover books, they come free and I have no time to read. Alas…
But I digress.
While waiting for the Messenger is fine and good and gives a touch of excitement to the morning drudgery, sometimes, when you just can’t wait for something, it is best to go to the Source. In this case, the Random House building on Broadway and 57th street. Specifically, the office of Del Rey Books. Where the magic happens.
Unable to wait another SECOND to hold The Desert Spear in my greedy little hands, I made my way uptown to that mecca of books, and was united with my true love at last:

Here are a couple of pix of the book with an American quarter held against it for scale.

Note the thick-assedness of this 583 page monster. 240,000 words is no joke. Many readers claimed to have read The Warded/Painted Man in one night. I’d like to see you try it here, people!

Do you need more proof that Desert Spear is awesome? This month’s Romantic Times gives it 4.5 stars, and there is a nice little review in the Library Journal. I also saw an advance copy of the Booklist review, and it almost made me cream my shorts.
While I was in the office of RH publicist David Moench, I noticed an ARC of Naomi Novik’s Tongues of Serpents sitting on his desk. I have been a Novik fan ever since I saw her verbally bitch-slap Peter S. Beagle on a panel at San Diego ComicCon a few years ago after he off-handedly belittled her sub-genre. I have nothing against Beagle of course, but it was great to see such chutzpah in a young new author to stand up to a giant of the industry like that…and win. I started reading His Majesty’s Dragon that very night, and loved the hell out of it. Best talking dragon book ever! Suck it, Eragon.
Ironically, I had just done a search on last night Amazon for Naomi’s next book, and saw that it wasn’t out until July. Imagine my surprise to see it on David’s desk.
“Who do I have to fight for one of those ARC’s?” I asked. Something in my cold, even tone told David I wasn’t joking, and he handed over his own copy immediately.
“I can get another,” he said.
Score.

When I got home, I saw the Messenger had come after all, this time with a super-delicious and oddly appropriate treat. It was a copy of the Warriors anthology by George RR Martin and Gardner Dozois, sent to me by the incredibly awesome Dot Lin at Tor books. I was most excited for the new GRRM Dunk & Egg novella the anthology contains, but I was thrilled to see that amongst the other fantastic authors involved in the project was another story by Naomi Novik, and one by Peter S. Beagle!
Score.



I’ve spent fifteen years in publishing—working as a retailer, editor, copyeditor/proofreader, managing editor, production supervisor, and writer. As a result of these experiences, I have formed some opinions, many of them centered around how subjective the rules of grammar and language style are.





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