title - the tamelin light


Attempt to ferry a note through realms of nth-dimension urlectrons to the damnèd author

In the Tunguska hospital where I was born, there was a fire in the post-natal wing necessitating a speedy rescue by my uncle. He braved billowing smoke from ceiling-high purple flames feeding on pharmaceuticals and the tender skin of those unlucky enough not to have a swashbuckling relative. No one who was me died, thankfully, but this harrowing brush with bring fricasseed only hours after making my grand entrance has clung to me, and to this day I avoid medical centers that are aflame. Offered a return back to the void so soon after coming out of it has injected a sense of urgency into my life, and chronicling my adventures has become not merely a passion but a necessity.

My name is Alexander Hamilton Bryant.

I am a U.S. citizen after much wrangling, bribery and an incident of blackmail wherein parts of Siberia and the Democratic Republic of Congo might be surprised to know that they now belong to Henderson’s Rare Gifts and Bait. I have orbited the planet at a height of one hundred thirteen miles, much of it voluntarily. I have killed a man, though in my defense he was going to die eventually anyway.

You are probably interested in my writing credentials, however, so let me cover that ground.

Colder is my first novel entirely written in the United States. My previous book, Cold, sold well in Russia and southern Finland but failed to break out into western Europe, probably owing to the presentation medium of cured reindeer hide. For this new book, I have made good use of something my hated enemies and hated friends alike call “this goddamned computer”. I hope you will bear with me as I try to describe everything with words.

Should all go well and I become justly famous for this initial endeavor, then The Tamelin Light, the sequel to Colder, will pop out of the womb about 18 months from now. It is, as my interview with the (Greater East Northern Albanian) National Book Review has already indicated, about half written.

These simulated ink dots thank you for your attention.


The Tamelin Light

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