Shadowprey

by Dennis L. McKiernan

Overview

The Mithgar and Faery novels of Dennis L. McKiernan have long enchanted fans and critics alike. And they were equally enthralled with his bestselling science-fiction/fantasy novel: formerly titled Caverns of Socrates but in e-book form titled Shadowtrap. And now this gifted author presents us with the sequel to that story, a gripping tale to fire the imagination and make the heart pound. . . .

The Black Foxes are back in the grasp of the Dark God, and He is seeking revenge

Nearly one year ago a lightning strike damaged Avery—the artificial intelligence, AIVR—and for six months thereafter he refused to communicate with his creators. But then Timothy Rendell, a member of the talented team of Black Foxes, received a three-word message from somewhere within the machine, a message impelling the Foxes to step once again into deadly peril as they try to rescue one of their own from the shadow-world clutches of Mad Avery in his very lethal virtual reality.

Dennis L. McKiernan holds us spellbound by weaving together science and magic and hazard and derring-do in a heart-clutching story, a breathtaking saga spanning magical worlds and alien planets in a tale of science fiction, of fantasy, of horror, and a riveting account of a desperate group of skilled scientists trying to keep a team alive, as well as a high-stakes court case concerning the essence of humanity, the outcome of which means life or death for some.
From Dennis L. McKiernan, one of the most prolific and imaginative authors in science fiction and fantasy today, comes Shadowprey, the thrilling sequel to his acclaimed Shadowtrap (formerly titled Caverns of Socrates).

Product Details

BN ID:	2940045650946
Publisher:	Dennis L. McKiernan
Publication date:	07/01/2014
Sold by:	Smashwords
Format:	eBook
File size:	365 KB

About the Author

Dennis L. McKiernan
The Gory Details

My writing career began in 1977 when I got run over by a car—it shattered my left femur into about fifty pieces. The day they put me into a cast that went from my armpits to over my toes was the day I began a novel. You see, I needed something to keep me sane while I spent the next few months in a cement block. My lovely wife got me a large batch of yellow legal-sized tablets and lots of sharpened pencils. Since I was flat on my back as stiff as a board, I held the tablets up and wrote more or less overhead. Straight up. Vertically. My arms would get tired and I would rest and think about what came next in the tale and then repeat the vertical exercise—write, rest and think, and then write again (rather like rinse and repeat over and over again). And so, for some ten to fifteen hours a day seven days a week, I ran, swam, rode horses, fought battles, cried over deaths of loved ones, and helped the Dwarves regain their lost homeland, all while confined in a cement block. (Okay, okay, it was orthopedic plaster, but to my way of thinking it was more like the mob had a vendetta against me and had prepared me to sleep with the fishes, but for some reason hadn't thrown me in but simply abandoned me on the roadside instead.) Anyway, the day they put me in the cast was the day I started the novel, and, coincidentally, about a hundred days later, the day they took me out of that imprisonment was the day I wrote "The End" on that tale.

That was how I wrote my first novel. Oh, it wasn't fine-tuned or finished by any means. There were revisions to make and I had to transcribe it from a handwritten story to a typed one, and, when all that was done, although I had written it just to keep sane, I thought it was quite good (no ego here, ha!). And so I sought out an editor who wanted to acquire it and so on and so forth, and finally succeeded in having it published (Thank you Al Sarrantonio and Pat LoBrutto and the folks at Doubleday). But that story I wrote just to keep sane was where I began. (Unless, of course, you count the round-robin "side-splitting" tales my father and I wrote about a detective, yet that is another story altogether.)

Including that first Mithgar story, I have written and have had published a good number of tales set in that same world—a trilogy, two duologies, six stand-alone novels, two collections of Mithgarian stories, and I have just finished another Mithgarian saga. In...