Editorial Reviews. From Library Journal. In his first novel, historian Coe has crafted an elegantly written fantasy. The Children of Amarid, mages who have. Further prophetic dreams follow, and before long Jaryd learns that he is destined to be one of the Children of Amarid, a Hawk-Mage, bound to a fighting hawk. Children of Amarid, and its sequels, The Outlanders and Eagle-Sage, which I have also revised for re-issue later this year, made up my first.

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Children of Amaridand its sequels, The Outlanders and Eagle-Sagewhich I have also revised for re-issue later this year, made up my first trilogy, the LonTobyn Chronicle.

Originally released in the late s, these books established me critically and commercially, and won me the Crawford Fantasy Award as best new author. Children of Amarid percolated in my mind for years before I finally committed the story to paper, and its publication seemed at the time like the culmination of my lifelong dream of becoming a professional writer.

Those of us fortunate enough to write for a living dream all the time of the next project, the next career milestone. But when it was released I thought of the book as the end of a long struggle, rather than as the jumping off point for a new adventure. I came to fiction writing from a career in academia, and when I entered publishing, the world was a different place: Others remain as relevant now as they ever were.

I knew that I would need to revise the book before it could be published.

Kind of the way I knew I would need to rotate the tires on my car at some point. I acknowledged it as part of the production of the novel, but I gave no thought to what it actually meant. Talk about rude awakenings.

But I was blind-sided by that first letter from my editor. Turns out my new baby had warts.

Looking back on the novel for the purposes of re-issuing the books this year, I realize that with all he pointed out to me, he ignored some stuff. I think it was the editorial equivalent of triage.


Do what we can to save the patient and deal with the lesser stuff another time. I had prose problems, character issues, inconsistencies in my world building, plot holes that the space shuttle could have flown through. Clearly the book was good. I was too close to it, too inexperienced. My first reaction was the worst one possible. I got mad, and I went so far as to pick up the phone aamrid tell him how wrong he was about this and that. Instead of making the call, I read his letter again.

I read through his margin comments. I argued with him the entire time, but he never heard a word of it. With time, I came around to seeing his point on nearly every issue. Rather he was an ally who wanted the same thing I did: They want what you want. I remember waiting to hear from my agent a family friend who worked in publishing and agreed to serve in that capacity about whether my first book had sold.

I imagined what it would be like to have that first contract in hand.

Children of Amarid

I had an idea of what my first advance would be. It was a ridiculous idea, entirely without foundation and divorced from reality, but it certainly was an idea. When the offer came in, my agent was so pleased. I was stunned speechless. How did any writer eke out a living making so little money? Amariid wife had a great job with benefits, and she offered to support us while my career got off the ground.

But dear Lord, that qmarid advance was a pittance. Take out the agent fees, break the advance into pieces half on signing chhildren half on delivery, and we were lucky to get such good terms and it was a fraction of a pittance. Lesson number two learned: Writing is not a path to wealth and fame. Fortunately, we were doing fine. I was writing then, and I continue to write chiodren, because I love the craft, I love the life, I love the challenge.


The first time I saw a novel of mine in print. As it happened, the local bookstore received their shipment of books before I received my author copies from the publisher. The store manager called me, and my wife and I drove over to see them.

She had to drive.

SF : Children of Amarid / David B. Coe ☆☆☆

I was too excited. Holding that book in my hands, seeing the jacket art, the map, my words in typeset print — the thrill defies words. But it was pretty cool. And it remains a thrill to this day. Each time I receive my copies of a new book, I take a moment to celebrate the achievement, to savor the amarld realization of a creative vision. And in many ways this is the most important lesson: Whatever level of achievement we have reached in our writing, there is always something further for which to strive.

I would never suggest that we abandon the dreams and goals. But we should also take the time to recognize our accomplishments thus far. This is hard, and every milestone deserves to be feted. Jackson is the award-winning author of nineteen amrid novels.

Under the name D. David is also the author of the Crawford Award-winning LonTobyn Chronicle, which he is in the process of reissuing, as well was the critically acclaimed Winds of the Forelands quintet and Blood of the Southlands trilogy. He lives on the Cumberland Plateau with his wife and two daughters. One of my favorite epic fantasy books of all time is Thieftaker and Hannah Everhart — Crossover short, part Two Ethan blinked, taken aback by her question, which sounded more like Thieftaker and Hannah Everhart — Crossover short, part One Ethan Kaille had positioned himself near the tavern door, and so The Jane Yellowrock Coloring Book.