From
the frozen north he came, in the Time Before Time. Trained
from birth by the warrior-scribes of the Great Library, his
ice-blue eyes bear the strain of a thousand vellum scrolls
read by torchlight. Criss-crossed on his back, within easy
reach of ink-stained fingers, lie Rune and Sigil
- twin quills forged from the soulplumes of Kanga the Feathered
Worldserpent at the dawn of Creation by the Allmother herself.
He has many
names. Shaper of Words. The Syntactitian. He Who Reads Until
Dawn. But to his comically dimwitted hermaphrodite squire,
Jimmy Le Rat, he is known simply as… Logomancer.
-Excerpt from Legend
Of The Logomancer: War On The Highlords (unpublished)
I had a
pretty good Monday last week. I received a nice review, a nice
raise and discovered somebody translated
the comic into Portuguese,
which struck us as extremely cool. I also have a business trip
to Vegas coming up, which doesn't suck. Still,
I couldn't help but feel a little diminished when I heard from
my old friend Chris Pierson.
When I was
thirteen, Chris was the Dungeon Master for our lunchtime D&D
game (Yes, I know we're geeks. Like you read this far without
figuring that out already.). I haven't seen him since then
but, while I've been busy reading books and playing video games,
Chris has been busy creating them. He's published eight fantasy
novels in the last decade and, while I was still paying my dues
as a junior copywriter, he also created Asheron's
Call – a game that, along with EverQuest and Ultima
Online, popularized online gaming and laid the foundation for
World of Warcraft.
Even if
you don't think that stuff is cool, you have to admit that growing
up to live your childhood fantasy is pretty cool, indeed.
-Graham
