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A Word From the Madman: Or, How I Came to Build This Peculiar Website

Allow me to begin with a confession, since confessions are cheap and I have several to spare.For an embarrassing number of years, the first volume of my trilogy sat upon Amazon’s shelves much as a forgotten jar sits upon a scientist’s shelf — quietly, gathering dust, its contents slowly fermenting, attended to by no one in particular and least of all by its creator. I wrote it, I published it, and then (in a display of marketing genius that would make even Lefty proud) I promptly wandered off and did almost nothing about it whatsoever.If you are one of the rare and discerning souls who stumbled upon that book in those quiet years and chose to linger, then I owe you both my gratitude and an apology. You are precisely the reason I have at last roused myself to do this properly — which is to say, with a website, an intention, and the faint, flickering hope that I shall not bungle it.

On the Nature of the Thing

Were I obliged to describe the trilogy in a single breath (and publishers, I am told, are forever obliging authors to do exactly this), I should call it comedic science-fantasy. Though that label, like most labels, conveys only half the truth and none of the flavor.On its surface the tale is an adventure. There is an exiled blue-skinned elf named Lefty — a sardonic and spectacularly unlucky outlaw who has long since concluded that the universe bends over backwards expressly to complicate his life. There is the eccentric gnome who refuses to let him march to his doom alone: a scientist of some six hundred years, brilliant beyond reckoning, cheerful to the point of derangement, and quite possibly out of his mind. Together these two walk into a cursed range of volcanoes that no living creature has crossed in a hundred years — not so much as a gnat, as Lefty would be quick to remind you.That is the adventure. But beneath it lies a deeper and stranger country: a world of ancient wars and alien sorcerers, of flying cities and dead empires, of a whole laborious cosmology I have spent rather more of my life assembling than I care to admit in polite company. And winding through the whole affair, like steam through a lava field, is humor — specifically the variety in which our heroes work themselves into a fine lather of dread, brace for some unspeakable horror, and are then ambushed instead by something perfectly ridiculous.If you are the sort of reader who likes a sweeping fantasy that does not take itself too gravely — or, conversely, a comedy with genuine stakes and a genuine world standing behind it — then I suspect you have come to the right corner of the internet.