Okay, that probably sounds unnecessarily ominous. What I mean is that, rather than trying to hunt for Your Ticket to Paradise! when you're trying to figure out where on Paradise anything is, whilst reading the senses-shattering epic fantasy, The Dinosaur Lords. Instead, thanks to the magic of my Web-Master Supreme, Ron Miles, you can easily see it any old time!
No, not here. Okay, here, too. But just wait for it, okay?
So where, I pretend to hear you ask, can you find the new, easily accessible home for your map of the Empire of Nuevaropa?
Part of it, anyway.
As you know, I hope, the super-suave advanced reading copies of The Dinosaur Lords have been loosed on the world. Last week, more or less, I got a query from a bookseller in England who was reading the copy Tor had sent him, telling me he got more out of fantasy if he had an idea of where everything, you know, was, and asking me if I could take some time to explain it to him.
I told him, “Nope!”
They always tell writers, “Show, don’t tell,” right?
Instead I sent him the above.
So in my last communication from Paradise*, I cruelly withheld details of a second great favor Tor Books did me this week.
Well, it was this:
Okay, not exactly
that. That’s a sample of the work of artist Rhys Davies.