We have been in touch with Mr. Feldberg at Audible, who lets us know that the audiobook edition of Accepting the Lance will be available from Audible tomorrow.
“Tomorrow” from the reference of Mr. Feldberg and ourselves would be Tuesday, December 10.
Mr. Feldberg apologizes that the fact of the delay was not shared with us — so we could share it with you — there was an internal mismatch of schedules, which has since been resolved.
OK, everybody, deep breaths — good. . .good. . .
Focus, now — Can you hear me? Good. . .
As I write this, Lee and Miller have FOUR MORE Liaden books under contract.
The first is Trader’s Leap, which is scheduled for publication in November/December 2020.
Then, there will be two Jethri books — Steve is lead of both of these; the first of which is due with Madame the Editor in May 2020. The second is due in January 2021.
After those are two nameless and as yet formless Liaden novels. I’ll probably start with them while Steve’s coping with Jethri, but first? I’ll finish the revisions of Trader’s Leap.
TO SUM UP:
Accepting the Lance is the 22nd novel set in the Liaden Universe®. It will be followed by!
Number 23 — Trader’s Leap
Number 24 — Jethri book, sequel to Trade Secret
Number 25 — Jethri book, sequel to the above, as yet titleless
Number 26 — Liaden book
Number 27 — Liaden book
Everybody up to speed? Good.
Today is the day! The day that Accepting the Lance, the 22nd novel in the Liaden Universe® created by Sharon Lee and Steve Miller is officially released*!
We here at the Confusion Factory are of course very excited, and grateful that Baen was able to get the book — submitted in January — out this year.
We do know that there are a number of you who purchased the eARC, and therefore are finding the Book Day festivities a little flat. If you wish, you may celebrate by leaving a review for LANCE on the venue of your choice.
The authors are celebrating each in our own way. First, by announcing Book Day as far and as wide as we may. Secondly, Steve is celebrating by working on the next book detailing the adventures of Jethri Gobelyn, which is due on Madame’s desk in May 2020. And, thirdly, I am celebrating by editing Trader’s Leap, scheduled for publication in November/December 2020.
The chickadees, titmice, nuthatchen, goldfinches, sparrows, and cardinals are celebrating by mobbing the bird feeders, because it’s snowing up a Real Storm here in Central Maine.
In other news, I am due at the surgeon’s office tomorrow at 2 pm, by which time the snow will have stopped and the driveway cleared. This visit will determine if my time in the Command Chair is about to end or if it will be another four weeks until I see my shadow.
*Yes, there is supposed to be an Audible edition. No, I don’t know why it’s not available. No, I don’t know when it will be available. Authors are always the last to know these things. Naturally, I deplore my ignorance, and the distress of those who had hoped to listen to the book today, but, really, the non-appearance of the Audible edition is not my fault.
Tomorrow, December 3, is Book Day for Accepting the Lance by Sharon Lee and Steve Miller!
Here’s the promo:
KORVAL IN THE CROSSHAIRS
Exiled from Liad after bombing a city to save it from The Department of the Interior’s infernal weapons and plans, Clan Korval has gone to ground on the back water planet Surebleak, whose people are as untamed as its weather.
Far beyond the surface of frigid Surebleak, Korval’s far-flung trade network needs a serious reset. From flagship Dutiful Passage to the experimental self-aware Bechimo, the clan’s ships are prowling space lanes seeking trade. Meanwhile, old tech from a failed universe and the machinations of the mysterious Uncle are coalescing into dangerous opportunity or nefarious trap.
And the Department of the Interior is not done with Clan Korval yet. They seek a final fully reckoned revenge, with Surebleak and Korval’s ships and people everywhere in the crosshairs.
About Accepting the Lance:
“Accepting the Lance is a tour de force! So many threads woven, so many pieces moved on the board, old and new friends met, this book is an extraordinary installment in a brilliant series. I stayed up till 3 a.m. reading it and I have zero regrets. An incredible ride of a book!”—Nalini Singh
So, yesterday, Steve and I took our planned excursion to the Festival of Trees, me on my shiny blue scooter and Steve doing the driving and the heavy lifting. The entrance to ELM (formerly the VFW Hall), site of the Festival, has a lovely, lovely ramp, and I scooted right on up to the doors, which!
. . .open out, and no push-button in sight. Oops.
Steve had gone to park the car, and I was considering turning the scooter around to meet him at the end of the ramp (thereby clearing the entrance door for the able-bodied) when a very nice lady, who was exiting the facility by the other door, saw and instantly understood my problem, said, “Let me open that for you!” and did, so that got worked out.
I scooted into the lobby and the ticket seller called out, “Hey, nice rig!” and we talked scooters vs wheelchairs, and one hand brake vs two until Steve arrived, paid our way in, and we went into the big room.
There were two ticket-takers at station. One said, “I know you didn’t do this to get attention, but that’s a really nice scooter.” The other asked me to ring the scooter’s bell for him, which I did, explaining about the cats, who no longer really regard the scooter, or the bell, as having anything to do with them — and then we were in!
I bought my tickets and scooted off to consider decorated trees and the gifts under each. I try not to bid on tree-packages that were clearly put together with children in mind, though I was very, very tempted by the unicorn/mermaid package, which included a wooden rocking unicorn, a fairy tent, and unicorn/mermaid ornaments on the tree. Sprite would’ve loved it.
Anyhow, most of my tickets went to packages offering three days at this or that lodge, or cooking utensils, electric “wood stoves,” season tickets to the Opera House, and like that.
When I was done, I sat myself down in one of the chairs up front, people-watched, and talked with the neighbors as they came by. One lady let me know that she had used to play “Beano” (the Maine equivalent of Bingo, and they let people who aren’t Catholic play), when the building was the VFW Hall, and years ago. “People still smoked inside then,” she said, “and there was this blue haze, and the caller’s voice coming out of it. There was a guy who sold ham sandwiches — they were very plain; just butter on bread, and a piece of ham, and they tasted so good!”
I love talking to the neighbors.
Anyway, Steve having finished his communing with the trees, we got back in the car and headed out for a ride. I had in mind a long, looooooonnnnnnggggg ride, because I’ve been stuck in the house since the rocks cooled. Unfortunately, that turned out to be a case of the brain being willing, but the body saying, You Have GOT To Be Kidding Me, and we wandered home after a shortish ride, having taken on-board a Subway flatbread sammich for lunch.
Back home, we each ate our half-sammich, and then finished reading Welcome to Temptation (Jennifer Crusie) to each other, and then, what the heck, we said, and watched “Kinky Boots” (again).
Truly, it was a Very Fine Writers’ Day Off.
Today, I have work to do — no really. I finished reading Trader’s Leap. I am therefore on-deck to take my swing at a blurb (Steve has taken his swing and a very fine effort it is. Usually, these things wind up being part of this one, part of that one, and part of what the House has to say, so once again we see that writing is a Science. Ahem.)
After the blurb, since I did just finish reading Trader’s Leap, Steve and I need to talk about the difficulties with the script mentioned by Madame the Publisher, so — revisions in future! What fun.
In the meantime, I’m a little wrung out from all of yesterday’s excitement, and a nap has been penciled into the afternoon schedule.
For those who come here for publication news: Accepting the Lance, the 22nd novel of the Liaden Universe®, Sharon Lee and Steve Miller, owner-operators, will be published on December 3. That’s, like, ten days from now.
There is a short story, “A Visit to the Galaxy Ballroom,” posted on Baen.com to tide you over. The story is free for everyone to read, but! It will be taken down in mid-December when another story, by another Baen author will be posted. The story is on the front page, but you need to scroll down to find it*.
Also, the new mass market edition of Carpe Diem — the third Liaden book ever written — will be released on February 25, 2020.
Trader’s Leap is, I believe, scheduled for publication around this time, next year.
One more thing, and I’ll let y’all go: I had been going to title this blog post “My Ramblin’ Boy,” for obvious reasons. I had always thought this song was old, old, really old, because I can’t remember a time when I didn’t know the words. But! Peter Seeger lets us know that it was written by Tom Paxton (who subsequently recorded in on the album “Ramblin’ Boy,” in 1964). So! This song was written in my lifetime; simple math tells us that I was twelve the first time I heard it.
*For those who are tired of hearing me say this: there are many people who miss this point, about scrolling down, and for some reason they write to us to complain that the story isn’t there, after all. My patience is a Very Limited Commodity, therefore the oft-repeated instruction.
Even more news you can use!
The Uncle writes to remind us of the deadline for ordering signed and/or personalized copies of Accepting the Lance.
November 10 is the deadline to order a personalized copy.
After, you may still order SIGNED copies, until supplies run out.
Offworld Designs is having a half-price sale on all things Liaden! Here’s your link.
Our authors’ copies of Accepting the Lance arrived yesterday. It is beautiful, no?
So, this is a test of Auctorial Acuteness. Can I can get all the Stuff in one blog post? Let’s see. . .
- You may preorder a signed and/or personalized copy of Accepting the Lance by Sharon Lee and Steve Miller, from Uncle Hugo’s SF Bookstore. Here’s your link.
- You may preorder the ebook edition of Accepting the Lance from: BN and Amazon (yes, you may also preorder the hardcover edition; don’t let’s make this any more difficult than it already is, ‘K?)
- Amazon is running a sale on the ebook edition Fortune’s Favors: Adventures in the Liaden Universe® Number 28. During the month of November the price will be $1.49.
- Brand-new Liaden story “Dark Secrets” will be published in Infinite Stars: Dark Frontiers on November 5. Other authors include: CJ Cherryh, Tanya Huff, Seanan McGuire, Becky Chambers, Jack Campbell, Mike Shepherd, and more! Here’s your link.
- The new mass market edition of Conflict of Honors, the second Liaden Universe® novel ever published is now on sale from all the Usual Suspects (yes, there’s also an ebook edition). Cover art by Sam Kennedy. This is your reminder that (1) books make great gifts, and that this book is an Entry Point to the Liaden Universe®, thereby perfect place to start your non-Liaden-savvy friends. AND (2) to please review Conflict, if you have already read it.
- Brand-new Liaden story “A Visit to the Galaxy Ballroom” will be published to Baen.com sometime more or less around November 15. It will be available on the front page, below the fold (that means “scroll down” to you folks who don’t speak Old Newspaper), and will be free for all to read.
- Accepting the Lance, the 22nd novel of the Liaden Universe® created by Sharon Lee and Steve Miller, will be published in hardcover, ebook, and audio editions, on December 3, 2019.
- Trader’s Leap, the 23rd novel of the Liaden Universe®, will be published sometime around November or December 2020. NOTE: This book takes place on the Dutiful Passage; it is not, repeat, IT IS NOT a Jethri book. Thank you for your attention to this small but important detail.
- Steve is working on the next Jethri book as I type. That book has a mid-2020 deadline, so look for it in 2021.
- Steve is also lead on the book after #9 above, also a Jethri book, as I understand. It has a deadline of 2021, so look for it in 2022.
- After the two Jethri books referenced above are turned in, we will still have two Liaden books under contract. No, we don’t know what they’ll be about yet. No, we don’t want suggestions, thank you.
- Lee and Miller will be attending two conventions in 2020: Boskone 57, where we will be panelists; and AlbaCon 2020, September 11-13, where we will be Writer Guests of Honor.
. . .I think that’s everything.
For those who partake, there will be an audibook edition of Accepting the Lance, the 22nd novel of the Liaden Universe®, Sharon Lee and Steve Miller, author/owners. Eileen Stevens will narrate. The book will be available through Audible, as are all the rest of the Liaden Universe® audiobooks, and Sharon Lee’s Carousel Trilogy, too.
So! Steve and I took a vacation.
I place all blame for this on the Cirque du Soleil, which, back in the waning winter, sent me notice that Crystal would be at the Cross Insurance Arena in our very own Portland, Maine, in August. I, of course, immediately
told asked Steve we were going if he and I could make a date for the show, and he agreed.
There remained the small difficulty of Portland being between 90 and 120 minutes from the New Cat Farm and Confusion Factory, and we kicked around the notion of taking a hotel room in Portland, which was not an. . .unattractive notion, Portland having more restaurants per square foot than any other city I’ve been in, plus, yanno, shopping.
However, it also, slowly, became obvious to us that Old Orchard Beach — which has the Atlantic Ocean, classic rock, an amusement park, ice cream, silly beach shops, the Atlantic Ocean — is only a fifteen minute drive from the Cross Arena in Portland, and so we cannily took a room at OOB, not for one night, but for four.
We drove down Tuesday for an afternoon check-in at a sorta newish place for us — The Waves (“sorta newish” because The Waves is the big sister property to the Sea View, where, back when my first Carousel* book released, I had rented a room block for the release party, so we knew management, but not the property). Our room was second floor, ocean-side. It was, in fact, 55 paces to the beach (according to Steve, who Measures Things). The porch overlooked everything — dunes, sea roses, surf, the Thursday night fireworks display. I spent hours on the porch, breathing sea air, reading, playing with binoculars — just, yanno, doing nothing. So very fine not to have to do anything. For a few days, anyway. By the time we were getting packed up, I was getting a little antsy with the whole “rest” thing.
I took my laptop, because — writer. But I did not open my laptop. I did not Facebook. I did not Twitter. I did not email. I took no pictures. I took no prisoners. I think I told one guy, in response to a direct question, what it was I did for a living. It was glorious. I did, as above, sit on the porch and read; take naps; walk up and down the town and the beach; visited Googin Rock; ate every meal for four days out; also ‘way too much ice cream; played arcade games; talked to Steve about things that were not business or writing (well, OK, we did start to plot a short story, and — full disclosure — I started to play around with the idea for a new Carousel story, if I should manage to get time to write a new Carousel story).
Life at the ocean over our four-day stay was interesting. We had a number of thunderstorms, including one that produced a horizontal rainbow about a foot off of the surface of the waves, which was really interesting. Friday night’s storm caught us in the amusement park. We retreated to the arcade before the heavy lightning and thunder hit, and had just taken up a position beside a row of games when — FLASH! BOOM! — and all the lights in the arcade went out.
There was time for a group intake of breath, and for one child to say, on a rising note “Mah-OHM?” — before the lights came back on and the young lady playing the Terminator machine across from us cussed because she’d lost her best score.
The park was closed for a little while until it was clear that the storm had moved on. We walked among the rides, saying hello and good-bye, and retired to our room and the so-very-excellent porch.
Yesterday, we regretfully packed out, and drove home the long way, through Oxford, Paris, Milford, Mexico. . .stopping on the way through Waterville to pick up Chinese for lunch at home with the cats.
The cats, for those who are curious about how our cats “punish” us for abandoning them — the cats were all four waiting for us in the hall at the top of the stairs to the basement. Trooper was a little forward of the ladies, and he greeted me first, to be sure I was who I said I was. Then Belle stepped forward, then Scrabble, then Sprite.
The formalities attended to, they proceeded to beg for Chinese.
After lunch, we unpacked in a leisurely manner, and met for a glass of wine and to read out loud, in the living room, in the early evening.
We’re working our way through the Cat Who/Qwilleran cozies, the book we’re reading now is The Cat Who Went Into the Closet.
I sat down in my corner of the couch, and put the leg-rest out (the right and left seats of the couch recline). We each had a glass of red wine to hand. Belle came to sit on my lap; Sprite jumped up onto the Mencken table, where I had carelessly left the Scrabble set (in the box).
Everybody settled, Steve began to read.
Belle fell into a doze on my lap. Steve leaned forward to pick up his wine, settled back, rustled the pages of the book, Sprite startled, kicked, knocked the Scrabble box off of the table to a crash landing on the floor, Sprite fled, Belle rocketed out of my lap, through Steve, knocking his arm up, so that he was showered in red wine.
There was a twenty-minute recess while clean-up happened, and Steve changed his clothes.
The book — a book club edition, with those thin, gritty pages, dried quickly enough for us to continue reading, Steve’s wine glass refilled.
We were lucky in the arc of wine: Most of it went on Steve (granted, he doesn’t particularly think this was lucky); some landed on the stain-proofed, dark-brown-tweed sofa; a fair amount splashed one of the pillows, which I count a win, because I never liked those pillows and now I have an excuse to replace them. A small amount of wine hit the floor, and was handily mopped up. None touched what I like to call my Good Wool Rug. The Scrabble set was in the box, the box was sealed with ribbon, thus no escaping tiles.
So, as catsasters go, it could have been much worse. I have a bruise on my thigh where Belle took off, and Steve’s clothes may not be completely recoverable. On the other hand, they were beach clothes, so a minor loss at worst.
Today, I’m clearly on the computer. I’ve already ordered Earth Logic, Water Logic, and Air Logic (the follows to Fire Logic, which I finished reading at the ocean), and I’m shopping on Redbubble for some laptop stickers. I also need to pull out information about a minor character appearing in . . .Lance, who will be the star of the story we need to write for Baen.com, and frowning at the notes I left for myself in re the WIP
Yes, and I’ve also opened my email; if I owe you an email — waiting is.
Lunch, I believe, will be leftover Chinese, and that will be the official end of the vacation. It was terrific, and I’d do it again tomorrow, but — deadline.
And so it goes.
Speaking of deadlines, we still do have book deadlines in our future. This is what our professional life looks like, as of right now:
Accepting the Lance finishes the contract we called here in-house The Five Book Dash. It will be published in December. Believe it or not, that’s Realsoonnow.
While we were working on The Five Book Dash, Baen offered us a contract for two additional Liaden books, the so-called Mask Books (because we had not made proposals, and knew nothing, other than we could write two more Liaden books, and thus Baen would be purchasing a couple of pigs in the poke, or — more elegantly — Liadens in masks.)
A little while after that, Baen offered another contract, for three Liaden books, the so-called Triple Threat.
We are, therefore, still under contract for five Liaden books.
The novel I am working on right now will fulfill the first half of the Mask contract.
Steve is working on a Jethri novel, which will fulfill the second half of the Mask contract.
That will leave the entire Triple Threat to be written.
So — yes there are Liaden books in your future.
No, there are no Carousel/Archers Beach books in your immediate future.
There are no Gem ser’Edreth books in your future.
There are no Jen Pierce mysteries in your future.
Everybody confused now?
Imma answering my email now.