Magic Time: Ghostlands - Hardcover

Zicree, Marc

Hardcover

ISBN 10: 0061050709 ISBN 13: 9780061050701

Publisher: Harper Voyager, 2004

Synopsis

The epic climax of the Magic Time saga finds former lawyer turned visionary leader Cal Griffin continuing his quest across the changed face of America, where machines no longer run and magic holds sway. Accompanied by his loyal band of followers -- fierce warrior Colleen Brooks, expatriate Russian physician Doc Lysenko, and bipolar street wizard Herman "Goldie" Goldman -- Cal follows a trail of clues he hopes will lead him to the Source of the Change that overthrew the world ... and to his abducted sister, Christina, who was transformed into one of the powerful, enigmatic beings known as flares.

Facing the most harrowing challenges of his life, Cal encounters old friends and foes, plus new ones such as Lady Blade of the Oglala Lakota, tracking her Storm-fled husband; the grunter boy Inigo Devine, emissary from a dread region and bearing a frightful secret; Mama Diamond, the elderly Japanese-American stone and bone dealer, who discovers an awesome, dragon-born talent within herself; and Jeff Arcott, Theo Siegel, and Melissa Wade, the triumvirate of brilliant grad students that just might have found the trick to getting everything running again ... but at aterrible cost.

In this gripping tale of families torn apart and seeking reunion, of men and women haunted by past griefs and phantom futures, of unimaginable beauties and magnificent horrors, Cal Griffin and his friends find themselves called to rise above all limits of strength and endurance, armed with little more than forgiveness, compassion, and anunshakable determination to heal the world and one another ... in the depths of the Ghostlands.

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About the Author

Marc Scott Zicree has created classic episodes of "Star Trek-The Next Generation," "Deep Space Nine," "Babylon Five," "Sliders" and many more. He has appeared as a media expert on hundreds of radio and TV shows and is the author of the bestselling Twilight Zone Companion. He lives in West Hollywood with his wonderful wife, vile little dog, and affable big dog.

Reviews

SF screenwriter Zicree (The Twilight Zone Companion) teams with Philip K. Dick Award–winner Wilson (The Chronoliths) for the rousing, if overly long, conclusion to his Magic Times fantasy trilogy. Since the Change, which nudged the universe into another dimension thanks to a U.S. government agency's snafu, unpredictable magic has replaced modern technology worldwide. Former New York lawyer Cal Griffin leads a courageous band out West in search of his sister, Tina, while another stalwart member of the group, Herman Goldman, looks forlornly for his lost sweetheart, Magritte. The saga's lawyer-dragon villain, Ely Stern, whose iridescent scales are gaudier than ever, provides the biggest plot surprise. As Cal and company attempt to destroy the evil that caused the Change, the authors effortlessly move the action from New York to Chicago and the old West, where buffalo still roam, a few guns still fire and simulacra of Indians and Calamity Janes lend a helping hand. Some readers may find the heroes' repetitive adventures tiresome, but most will applaud the upbeat message about humanity's survival, if without cell phones or TV.
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The conclusion of the trilogy including Magic Time (2001) and Magic Time: Angelfire (2002) is as spectacular as its predecessors. Searching for the Source--that is, the cause of an apocalyptic world disaster--has led Cal Griffin and his many and varied companions on a harrowing journey from Manhattan to Chicago and beyond. This premise isn't new, but Zicree and Wilson lend it exciting freshness, and it proves captivating from page 1 on. Characters are well developed and consistent throughout, and each of the major players brings a unique postapocalyptic talent to the table. Griffin is reluctant yet perfect for the job of leading the strange little band. He doesn't think he has the power to change anything, much less save the world, but a nagging sense of responsibility, fueled by a recurring dream and the absolute belief of his followers, keeps him moving forward. A powerful, intelligent, deeply human, and many times abruptly laugh-out-loud funny wrap-up volume. Paula Luedtke
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Magic Time

GhostlandsBy Wilson, Robert Charles

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ISBN: 0061050709

Chapter One

East of Storm Lake, Iowa

"All right, I admit it. Radio Goldman is stone-cold dead."

Herman Goldman stood like an iron spike driven into the rutted blacktop that had once been Route 169 heading north to Blue Earth -- technically still was, Cal Griffin reflected, although no car had driven it in the nearly half year since the Change. No car could have, since cars ran nowhere on the face of the earth as far as anyone knew, as any of them had heard.

Horses, though, were a hot commodity again; and Cal and his friends had been hard-pressed to retain Sooner, Koshka and their other steeds from the depredations of roving smash-and-grab gangs that had lain in wait at numerous rest stops and Kodak moments along the way. "Horse thief" was no longer a quaint term out of a Western -- it was a job description.

And we've got the scars to prove it.

You can't go through life without making enemies, his father had told him when Cal was barely four. That was just before Dad's first abandonment of the family, cutting out for the territories, the apogee and perigees of a roving life that had made enemies of his own family.

Now I'm the rootless one, Cal thought, and his collection of scars both physical and emotional, formed the road map of his travels.

"Maybe you need new batteries," Colleen said, jolting Cal from his reverie.

Goldie glowered at her, stuck out his tongue. There were no radios, of course, and batteries didn't do shit. They were both speaking metaphorically, baiting each other as they tended to do when most frustrated. When it grew too barbed, veering into real venom, Cal would step in as he always did, smoothing their rough edges, reminding them of what held them together, of what bound them on this road. He was their moderator, their governing influence, and he knew well why they thought of him as their leader, despite how reluctant he had once been to accept that role.

Goldie tilted his head quizzically, as if listening for a distant, staticky station, and Cal realized that "radio" wasn't just a metaphorical term, after all. Goldie had been their crystal set even before the Change, catching the twisted music and voices on the winds of the Source, coaxing and wheedling and beguiling them on the daunting path that had begun that sweltering day in Manhattan when Cal had saved Goldie from being pulverized by a truck on Fifth Avenue -- and Goldie had tried (unsuccessfully, of course) to warn him of the coming Storm.

Since Chicago, Goldie had led them by fits and starts through the blasted terrain of western Illinois and Wisconsin, past Rockford and Beloit, skirting the horror of Madison, where cholera and a newborn smallpox raged. In general, the most populous areas were hardest hit, and best avoided.

On the outskirts of Sauk City, by the banks of the Wisconsin, Goldie had found a cliff face with a faded petroglyph that he'd been able to coax into opening a portal that emptied onto the Effigy Mounds in Iowa. It had been murder getting the horses throughthey grew frenzied at the prickling feeling of being transported-but it had saved several hundred miles of rough traveling.

They had continued west, drawn by the elusive call of the Source. Until now.

Goldie shook his head. "Nada. K-Source is not on the air which certainly does not mean it's not still out there, doing it's nasty best."

"Great," Colleen enthused. "So we're stuck in this beauty spot."

The afternoon light had turned long, the shadow of a bleached FOODGAS LODGING sign stretching out toward the horizon, browned prairie grasses tossing in the frigid wind. Route 169 opened ahead like a mottled black ribbon, and despite the signage, there was no food, no gas, no lodging anywhere in sight.

"Patience, Colleen," Doc advised from atop Koshka, looking every bit the brooding Russian horseman in his fleece-lined greatcoat. "I won't try to tell you it's a virtue, but it will save wear and tear on the stomach lining."

Goldie remounted his steed, took the reins from Cal, who was straddling Sooner. Goldie's horse had originally been called Jayhawk, but he'd taken to calling it Later. He'd wanted Colleen to rechristen her horse Further, but she had so far resisted the idea, merely commenting on an increase in Goldie's annoyance factor.

Not that it was inappropriate, actually. According to Goldie, this was the name Ken Kesey had painted on the psychedelic bus the Merry Pranksters had driven across America back in 1965. Cal dimly recalled reading the Tom Wolfe book on the subject, years ago. The irony was explicit. Kesey and friends had seen themselves as divine madmen embedded in a staid, magicless reality. And we're the opposite, Cal thought. Reality has gone mad; we cling to sanity. Such sanity as we make for ourselves.

Colleen pressed her heels to her gelding's flanks and the four of them moved ahead at a brisk trot. She turned to Cal. "How 'bout you, Cal? Anything off your map trick?"

Cal reached back and pulled a Triple-A map booklet from his saddlebag to open it across the pommel of his saddle. He had unearthed it in the looted ruins of a convenience store outside Osage. On their passage from Boone's Gap to Enid's Preserve and beyond, he had gained a fitful ability to read a map in a new and frequently useful way, to sense the changed terrain ahead, discern some of its tweaked geography.

But that skill had utterly deserted him since their showdown with Primal. And now, looking at the creased paper with its tangle of red and blue lines like arteries and veins of a body, he knew he had no special clue as to what lay before them. Only that Tina, if miraculously still alive, was somewhere due west of them, and that they had to keep moving ...

Continues...

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Edition details

• Publisher: Harper Voyager
• Publication date: 2004
• Language: English
• ISBN 10: 0061050709
• ISBN 13: 9780061050701
• Binding: Hardcover
• Number of pages: 480