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No big post today, ladies and gentlemen, just a quick note to announce that the new audiobook for Stephen R. Donaldson’s FATAL REVENANT is now on sale!

Yes, the latest novel in Stephen’s THE CHRONICLES OF THOMAS COVENANT THE UNBELIEVER – as well as the second audiobook from Brick by Brick Audio – is now ready for your listening pleasure. I hope you like it as much as I do. You can click here to go to my store and listen to a clip from the book, then buy the download.

And, while I’m very happy to have both FATAL REVENANT and LORD FOUL’S BANE for you in one week, I hope you’ll understand if I don’t make it a habit. Someone told me that sleep is actually a good thing…

If you haven’t had a chance yet, let me direct you to my previous post where I talk about what Stephen’s Thomas Covenant series has meant to me. Click here to go to that blog entry.

I’m going to post a couple quick blogs — one about a quirk when importing the files into iTunes, the other on a survey on the MP3 file sizes I’ve been using — and then take a long winter’s (spring’s) nap.

While I’m resting, why don’t you drop me an e-mail at scott@scottbrickpresents.com or a comment on the website to let me know what you think of these two books?

Thanks for listening,

Scott

Hope you don’t mind me picking your brain for a minute, but wanted to get your thoughts on something.

The MP3 files for FATAL REVENANT and LORD FOUL’S BANE are about 75 minutes long each. That was intentional – each part fits on one CD.

The question is, do any of you burn these MP3 files onto CD, or do you just keep them digital?

Let me know by leaving a comment on this post. This will help me tailor the files and downloads for how people use them.

Thanks!

Scott

Hey, everyone, I wanted to let you know about the workaround to a small but annoying situation we’ve discovered, and to ask your advice if you have any wisdom on this issue.

It seems that when you drag the MP3 files for FATAL REVENANT or LORD FOUL’S BANE into iTunes, the Apple software chops off the file names and leaves you with a bunch of files named “Chronicle” instead of the full title and part numbers.

The solution for now? In iTunes, on the File menu, use the Import function to select all the files from your desktop and bring them into iTunes.

We have several different groups of people investigating what’s causing the situation, and hope to have it fixed shortly. But for now, Import yes, drag no.

And if any tech types are out there, feel free to shoot me an e-mail (scott@scottbrickpresents.com) or post a comment below to point us in the right direction. I know in the big scheme of things this is a dust mote, but we want to give you the best, easiest, most enjoyable experience possible.

Sorry for the inconvenience,

Scott

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May 1^st, 2008. Mean anything to you? Maybe not, maybe it’s nothing more than any other Thursday, maybe you can’t think of a single reason to put a red X on that date in your calendar. But believe me, I can. It’s a huge day in the Brick household, my friends, a day I’ve hoped for lo these last 25 years, a day I’ve worked toward daily for almost a year now.

It’s the day THE CHRONICLES OF THOMAS COVENANT become available on audio. That’s right: both Part One, LORD FOUL’S BANE and the latest installment, Part Eight, FATAL REVENANT, are now audiobooks from Brick by Brick audio. (There will be a slight pause while Stephen R. Donaldson fans rejoice, and while I catch my breath. It’s been a lot of work.)

Click here to go to the Store to purchase and download LORD FOUL’S BANE right now. LORD FOUL’S BANE is EXCLUSIVE to ScottBrickPresents right now, you can’t get it anywhere else!

I first read this series back in college. I’ll never forget the day I spent studying for finals my freshman year in UCLA’s University Research Library. I had a huge dilemma on my hands: study for the Theater History class I was so woefully unprepared for, or learn Covenant’s fate at the end of LORD FOUL’S BANE.

Wasn’t much of a choice. I sacrificed my grades that quarter, because the idea of living with the anxiety of not knowing what happened to the Quest for the Staff of Law just didn’t seem plausible

I’ve never regretted my decision.

I learned a funny thing about those books: they sit with you long after the plots of most novels fade. A literature professor of mine once said the mark of a good fictional character is whether or not the readers spend time asking themselves, “I wonder what this character is doing now?” after they turn the final page. If that’s indeed the benchmark of literary success, then Donaldson succeeded wildly with Thomas Covenant. His dilemmas became my own, his ruminations on power and impotence resonated forcefully in my own relationships, unfortunately, and his bitter growl “Hellfire!” was never far from my mind when things went poorly in life.

I also learned I’m not alone in this. There are a TON of Covenant fans out there.

At first, I’d find them somewhat stealthily, unexpectedly. The first time was at a party when someone showed off a white gold ring (a major plot point in the Covenant saga). I mentioned the series to this person and was met with a questioning glance: have you read it, did you enjoy it, did the books resonate as much with you as they did with me, that look seemed to say. A nod, a narrowing of the eyes and a sly smile told me I’d just met a brother, a fellow member of an elite fraternity: someone who’d walked in Thomas Covenant’s shoes as I had.

Over the years, membership in that club expanded, and I found myself discussing its many virtues with acquaintances, girlfriends, even my mother got hooked on the series. There’s even a website devoted entirely to meeting other Covenant/Donaldson fanatics, Kevinswatch.com, a message board I recently (and proudly) joined. Yet with all the new members in the Covenant club I met, that sly feeling of exclusivity never faded; that feeling that you had participated in something huge, monumental; that you’d read something so painfully lovely that it felt wrong to refer to it as a mere BOOK. I feel it still, all these years later.

Of course now, the context has changed somewhat. Now, instead of being the casual reader, I’m what you’d call a PROFESSIONAL reader. I get to travel around the country and give talks, lectures, seminars and the like, sharing with people just what a cool job I have narrating audiobooks, and at these appearances I’m often asked to read a few pages of something, anything, to show the good folks what I do. And for years now, I almost always read a page from LORD FOUL’S BANE, my favorite selection from the entire series, in fact: page 182, where Covenant and the giant Saltheart Foamfollower sail upriver to Revelstone. Foamfollower asks a simple question about storytelling, which inspires an exchange that’s both heart wrenching and lyrical. (Right-click here to download an MP3 where Scott reads his favorite page). Whenever I read this, people always ask me, “Where can I get that, it’s so beautiful, where can I read the whole book?”

The first time this happened was a few years back at a lobster bake in Maine put on by the publisher of AudioFile Magazine. I was asked to read a few pages, so, since I was narrating RUNES OF THE EARTH for Penguin at the time, that being the seventh Covenant book and the first one I’d ever done professionally, I thought for nostalgia’s sake I’d trot out something from the first volume. Well, author Ben Cheever was there that day – Ben is the son of John Cheever, and author of THE PLAGARIST, as well as the editor of the recent LETTERS OF JOHN CHEEVER – and he came up to me afterward and said, “You’re recording that right now?” No, I told him, I’m doing part seven in the series at the moment; this is from part one. “Well, where can I get parts one through six?” Cheever asked. “I’ll buy them right now.”

That was the first time I ever considered doing what I did: optioning the entire series, and filling in all the volumes. Next time I see Cheever, I’m buying him a beer. And giving him complimentary copies.

Because you see, this is the definition of a labor of love. Recording these books doesn’t even seem like work to me. All I can think about is someone experiencing this story for the first time and being blessed by it as I was. That’s enough to make me forget about the long hours and the stifling heat of my non-air-conditioned studio. And getting to work with an author as generous as Stephen R. Donaldson, all to make sure that the pronunciations of this complex language and culture are accurate, is a fan’s dream come true. Stephen has spent hours on the phone, going through an ever-expanding glossary of terms that, by the end of the latest volume, ran to 593 entries. That’s nearly a hundred more than DUNE, folks.

Well, as SPINAL TAP’s good friend Marty DiBergi once said, “Hey, enough of my yakkin’!” It’s been a great deal of fun planning and presenting this gift, and now it’s ready. Off come the wrappings, off comes the tag that says “Do not open ‘til May 1^st”, out comes the card. To you, from me. Here is the first installment in the Thomas Covenant saga, LORD FOUL’S BANE, followed very shortly by the eighth and latest novel in the series, FATAL REVENANT, by Stephen R. Donaldson. Plans are to record the intervening titles at six month intervals, all of them ultimately becoming available by the time Donaldson finishes the series with Part Ten.

[Another plug from Mr. Admin, your friendly webmaster: Click here to go to the Store and purchase and download LORD FOUL'S BANE. And remember, LORD FOUL'S BANE is EXCLUSIVE to ScottBrickPresents, you can't get it anywhere else! 'Nuff said.]

I hope you enjoy listening to LORD FOUL’S BANE and FATAL REVENANT as much as I did reading them, the first time for myself and now for you. Leave a comment below or drop me an e-mail to scott@scottbrickpresents.com and let me know what you think.

Now if you’ll excuse me, it’s been a bit hectic getting all the last-minute details ironed out, so I’m going to go be unconscious for a while.

Thanks for listening,

Scott