In Other Lands
Page 51
That left the dwarves, the trolls, the human fortresses, the dryads, and the possibility that the mermaids might permit the stationing of Border guards near their waters for the first time.
“We could always flip a coin,” Elliot suggested.
“All right,” Luke said, coming through like he always did. He produced a coin from the pouch at his belt: the circle of gold shone, bright as a promise, in his palm. Luke looked up into Elliot’s eyes. “Where are we going? Call it.”
You leave your father’s house, Elliot thought. And then you work out where to go next.
“You have to ask?” Elliot smiled. “Tails for mermaids.”
Acknowledgments
I’d like to start these acknowledgements in a perhaps startling fashion: with deep gratitude for the internet and people who write comments on it. In Other Lands began as a “short story” (haha! Hahahahaha . . .) I decided to write on my blog, as a present for my readers . . . at a time when I badly needed to rediscover the joy of writing. Obviously, I went completely out of control, and yet so many people said they liked it, came specially to book signings to tell me about their love for a story they could not get signed (now you can, my sweets!), offered praise and insights, and asked me for more. Stories do not often get written serially, but this one was, and it would be a completely different story without those initial readers who accepted a gift graciously and gave me many gifts in return.
The only way I know to prevail in difficult times is through the support of my family, my Irish friends, my English friends, my American friends, my Australian friends. The world is vast, and full of grace. (Sometimes the internet reminds us of both these things. Sometimes the internet reminds us of other things, but the internet does not get as much credit for sharing love and goodness as it should.)
A special thanks to Holly Black, Courtney Milan, Seanan McGuire and Jennifer Lynn Barnes, all writers I admire and friends I cherish, who let me know they were reading the story as it was posted online (“oh my god how can this be!” I screamed. “You put it on the world wide web, dummo,” they kindly did not reply) and encouraged me by saying they liked it, saying not to stop, and taking it seriously when I did not: taking me seriously when I did not.
Holly really was with me every step of the way: she was the first person to ask “Why are you writing a book on your blog?” (“It’s a short story,” I said. “It’s over a hundred thousand words long” she said. “Imbecile” she did not say) and years later she and Kelly Link provided final edits, including Kelly giving the book its name and the sentence “That sex scene needs to be way longer and way better” being uttered as I screamed and tried to drown myself. Sorry. Sorry about everything, Holly and Kelly. Thanks to Carolyn Nowak for the most unsurpassable unicorns and excellent elves in town, and Paul Witcover for catching so many of my fool mistakes. (Any fool mistakes remaining are entirely down to foolish me.
My publisher Small Beer Press, Gavin J. Grant and Kelly Link. I still remember the email Kelly sent me offering to publish the book. I read it in Savannah airport, and sat in a chair in Starbucks deeply touched but also trying to think of a way to dissuade her from this kind but obviously doomed course. (Later everyone told me I acted like Spider-man, trying to break up with his true love for her own good. Watch out for supervillains just the same, guys. Surely they will be gunning for those as virtuous as thee.)
About the Author
Sarah Rees Brennan (sarahreesbrennan.com) was born and raised in Ireland and now lives in New York City. She is the New York Times bestselling author of Tell the Wind and Fire and the Lynburn Legacy series among others.
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