things you don't want to hear after the book is in print Oh dear.Reasonable query from Swedish translator, re Empire of Ivory chapter 6: What place does this line refer to?What was worse, their officers corrected them none too sharply for their hesitation, with predictable results: off the coast of the Horn she missed stays, and had to be hurriedly box-hauledWhy, Cape Horn, of course, I blithely reply, meaning the tip of South America, which is what the Horn automatically means to me (and I would imagine to anyone else who reads 19th c. naval adventure).Even more reasonable follow-up query: Why are they going around the Horn on their way from England to South Africa?Me: That's... a very good question.I literally have no idea what I was thinking when I wrote that line. The only other possibility I can guess is I meant the Horn of Africa, except that is on the completely wrong side of Africa. I can't even have meant the Cape of Good Hope instead, because they were several months away at that point in the journey.*tries to come up with alternative for next printing*

His Majesty's Dragon now available online!So I am very very happy to announce that my publishers have gotten onto the pixel-stained technopeasant bandwagon, and you can now find His Majesty's Dragon available as a free download at Del Rey's brand-new Suvudu Free Library, along with many other fine works including Red Mars by Kim Stanley Robinson, Assassin’s Apprentice by Robin Hobb, Settling Accounts: Return Engagement by Harry Turtledove, and Blood Engines by T.A. Pratt. o/Of course, I would kind of assume that most of you reading here have already read the book (because I am otherwise a pretty boring ljer, cough), but if you've got a hardcopy and would like a nice shiny PDF with no horrible DRM (yay), you can grab! And please do pass it along to pals and anyone you think might like to give it a try.eta! It is also available free in the Kindle store on Amazon (where I always love reviews if you are so inclined ).Meanwhile, I am happy to report also that Temeraire book 6 is underway (due in to my editor in August, coming out when I have no idea because I fail at understanding publishing industry schedules). My own working title is Tongues of Serpents, but who knows what it will end up as, so do not take that as final.

Pumila a écrit :Si le Pré aux Clercs pouvait garder son rythme de traduction et nous proposer le tome 5 pour le premier semestre 2009, vous m'en verriez ravi !

Gillossen a écrit :

Une belle édition des trois premiers pour octobre prochain.

In HIs Majesty’s Service, the handsome new hardcover omnibus volume of His Majesty’s Dragon, Throne of Jade, and Black Powder War goes on sale this week, and contained therein is a never-before-seen short story which all Temeraire fans will want to read. In the chronology of the series, it falls between Throne of Jade and Black Powder War, and contains the story of how Temeraire’s nemesis, the white dragon Lien, first meets Napoleon Bonaparte. I hereby evilly post just the first few paragraphs.In Autumn, A White Dragon Looks Over The Wide River(c) 2009 by Naomi NovikThe diplomat, De Guignes, had disappeared somewhere into the palace. Lien remained alone in the courtyard. The pale narrow faces of the foreign servants gawked out at her from the windows of the great house; the soldiers in their blue and white uniforms staring and clutching their long muskets. Other men, more crudely dressed, were stumbling around her; they had come from the stables by their smell, clumsy with sleep and noisy, and they groaned to one another in complaint at the hour as they worked.The palace, built in square around the courtyard, was not at all of the style she had known at home, and deeply inconvenient. While it possessed in some few places a little pleasing symmetry, it was full of tiny windows arranged on several levels, and the doors were absurdly small — like a peasant’s hut or a merchant’s home. She could never have gone inside. Some of the laborers were putting up a pavilion on a lawn in the court, made of heavy fabric and sure to be hot and stifling in the warm autumnal weather. Others carried out a wooden trough, such as might be used for feeding pigs, and began to fill it with buckets, water slopping over the sides as they staggered back and forth yawning.Another handful of men dragged over a pair of lowing cattle, big brown-furred creatures with rolling eyes showing white. They tethered the cows before her and stood back expectantly, as though they meant her to eat them live and unbutchered. The animals stank of manure and terror.Lien flicked her tail and looked away. Well, she had not come to be comfortable.De Guignes was coming out of a side door of the house again, and another man with him, a stranger: dressed like the soldiers, but with a plain grey coat over all that at least concealed the rudely tight trousers the others all wore. They approached; the man paused a few paces away to look upon her, not out of fear: there was an eager martial light in his face."Sire," De Guignes said, bowing, "permit me to present to you Madame Lien, of China, who has come to make her home with us."So this was their emperor? Lien regarded him doubtfully. By necessity, over the course of the long overland journey from China in the company of De Guignes and his fellow countrymen, she had grown accustomed to the lack of proper ceremony in their habits; but to go so far as this was almost embarrassing to observe. The serving-men were all watching him without averting their eyes or their faces; there was no sense of distance or respect. The emperor himself clapped De Guignes on the shoulder, as though they had been common soldiers together."Madame," the emperor said, looking up at her, "you will tell these men how they may please you. I regret we have only a poor welcome to offer you at present, but there is a better in our hearts, which will soon make amends."--Evilly yours, Naomi's editor.