By Mercedes Lackey
In March 1987, a tender writer from Oklahoma released her first novel, Arrows of the Queen. This modest ebook a couple of magical land known as Vademar used to be the start of a delusion masterpiece that might span many years and contain greater than dozen titles. Now 16 of today's most well-liked fable authors-including Tanya Huff, Mickey Zucker Reichert, Fiona Patton, and Judith Tarr-visit the realm of Valdemar, including their very own unique touches.
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Bird-watching at Night WHAT KIND OF BIRD is that? An owl. What kind of bird was that? Another owl. What was it? A quick and small owl. One night, when I was sixteen, I was driving with my girlfriend up on Little Falls Flat and this barn owl swooped down over the road, maybe fifty feet or so in front of us, and came flying straight toward our windshield. It was huge, pterodactyl-size, and my girlfriend screamed. And—well, I screamed, too, because that thing was heading straight for us, but you know what I did?
The doctor peered into one ear, saw an obstruction, reached in with small tweezers, and pulled out a cockroach, then reached into the other ear, and extracted a much larger cockroach. Did you know that ear wax is a delicacy for roaches? I would free the poor thing, and she’d unfurl and pat dry her tiny wings, then fly to my lips and give me a sweet kiss for sheltering her metamorphosis. , completely unable to hear out of my clogged right ear, and positive that a damn swarm of locusts was wedged inside, I left a message for my doctor, and told him that I would be sitting outside his office when he reported to work.
Simply stated, I could not fucking hear a thing from that side, so I had to turn my head to understand what my two sons, ages eight and ten, were saying. And I had not heard them. “Mom would have fed us by now,” they said. Their mother had left for Italy with her mother two days ago. My sons and I were going to enjoy a boys’ week, filled with unwashed socks, REI rock wall climbing, and ridiculous heaps of pasta. So I, for just a moment, could only weakly blame the silence—no, the contradictory roar that only I could hear.