The Apparition Trail by Lisa Smedman


The Apparition Trail

Steampunk meets the supernatural in a Canada that might have been...

The year is 1884, and Corporal Marmaduke Grayburn of the North West Mounted Police always gets his man. But when he is assigned to the secretive Q-division — an elite unit of paranormal investigators founded by legendary Mountie Sam Steele — Grayburn discovers that his own psychic powers might lead to more than he bargained for.

With the aid of the eccentric paranormal researcher Arthur Chambers, Grayburn sets out in search of a missing minister and a magical Native artifact known only as the Manitou Stone. But in a land where perpetual motion machines and locomotives meet ancient sorcery, can Grayburn discover the secret of the stone and maintain the uneasy peace between the scattered Indian tribes and settlers? Or will his own buried secrets lead him towards the dark fate that waits at the end of the Apparition Trail?

About Lisa Smedman

Lisa Smedman is an author and a game designer. She has done ­extensive work on various role playing games for Wizards of the Coast, TSR and the ­extremely popular game - Deadlands! She is the author of five best ­selling Shadowrun novels - including The Lucifer Deck, Blood Sport, Psychotrope, The ­Forever Drug and Tails You Lose. In addition, Lisa has authored two novels and contributed numerous short stories for anthologies set in the ­Forgotten Realms world. Extinction is currently on the New York Times best seller list. Lisa lives in Vancouver, Canada. 


"The Apparition Trail, is a heady combination of both historical fantasy and science fiction ... a truly ripping tale of adventure ... a fun, fast paced yarn with several unexpected twists." —Arinn Dembo, Vancouver Courier

"If your mental image of the RoyalCanadian Mounted Police is something like "The Dudley Do-Right Show" or...shudder...the 1999 film, just get that out of your head right now. The world Lisa Smedman has created may have its moments of comic relief, but you won’t find the bungling buffoons you might be expecting. Some of the characters are downright heroic and some of the moments are unquestionably chilling." — Lisa DuMond, Freelance Writer/Editor

"She keeps a complex plot moving; meanwhile she maintains a Victorian sensibility in keeping with the character of Grayburn. The result is a fantasy with deep, unusual roots." — Sue Burke, reviewer La Revista Galaxia

"Smedman does an excellent job of creating a frontier society which is quite different from the typical frontier society of cowboys, madams and Indians which seem to populate so many Westerns. Her world, with its perpetual motion machines, magic, and Victorian sensibilities is a breath of fresh air which invites the reader in and welcomes them even as it warns them that this world is as harsh and unforgiving as any other." — Steven H Silver, reviewer

"The Apparition Trail by Lisa Smedman. Those of you who know me (and read my column) know what a big fan of Forgotten Realms I am. One of my favorite series is the War of the Spider Queen books, which author Lisa Smedman turned in a classic fourth book. I tore into this book when I received it and was not disappointed. In an alternate 1884 Canada, we follow the path of paranormal investigation, psychic powers and a plot that will keep you along for the ride. Tesseract Books." — Armand Rosamilia

"Smedman has a great deal of fun introducing perpetual motion machines, including redesigned train engines and air bicycles (held up by helium balloons)." — Donna McMahon, reviewer SF Site

publicado por Andreia Torres às 23:26

International Speculative Fiction 2012 Annual Anthology


Já está disponível para download gratuito a Antologia editada pelo Roberto Bilro Mendes e pelo Ricardo Loureiro e que reúne as obras de ficção publicadas na ISF Magazine e no Site da ISF no ano de 2012! 3 versões (, mobi e pdf) disponíveis de forma GRATUITA!

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publicado por sá morais às 01:53

Curtas por Andreia Torres – Behold the Man



Behold the Man – Se forem apenas cristãos fundamentalistas podem considerar este livro mais uma blasfémia, enformada num desnorteado “time travel” que pretende ser ( apenas ) mais uma sátira. Se não forem tão limitados intelectualmente e houver algo de metafísico nos vossos espíritos, certamente o irão considerar uma obra-prima. Brilhante e provocador, Moorcock parte de um pressuposto inteligente, cria uma história repleta de questões pertinentes e desafios espirituais, em que o Homem ( a sua condição ) é o elemento central. Esqueçam o nonsense e o absurdo da moda – isto é the “real deal”! Gostar do género e não conhecer é… ridículo!

publicado por Andreia Torres às 01:21

Debunking Stephenie Meyer (2010 - hoje a moda temática é diferente, mas o lixo é idêntico....)


Se já leram algum artigo da minha lavra, devem ter percebido que detesto Stephenie Meyer e todos os sucedâneos que foram surgindo nos últimos tempos, quais cogumelos mais ou menos venenosos. Estas críticas não se tratam ( apenas ) de uma mera questão de gosto,pois sempre apresentei argumentos bem fundamentados. Apesar de não ser um exercício fácil para o intelecto, já gostei de livros com uma escrita menos conseguida. Neste caso, nem isso! Como leitora, Meyer fez-me sentir um Titanic humano, a telegrafar de antemãosave our souls a cada palavra lida. Como não sou nem o fatídico transatlântico, nem masoquista, nem… desviei-me rapidamente da rota desse acefalino calhau de gelo flutuante, verdadeiro atentado à inteligência.  Mas aceito que haja quem goste – pelos vistos são muitos!  Aceitar as razões porque gostam já é outra história…

Até em Portugal os fungos vão surgindo, com muita gente a tentar usar o “raquítico modelo de enredo meyeriano”, adornado com ingredientes diversos e, muitas vezes, criando caldeiradas inenarráveis. As editoras ( até as supostamente mais elitistas ) ajoelham perante o fenómeno e beijam a mão ao mainstream, enquanto lambem a beiça, antevendo o sabor de mais uns euros. Um amigo meu, ligado ao sector editorial, disse-me que vender livros começa a ser como vender lollipops: o que interessa é a cor, a forma e o sabor docinho, facilmente viciante.  Quem se interessa com os ingredientes?

Mas não estou só nesta “luta”…

Q: When is a vampire not a vampire?
A: When it goes out in daylight, sees itself in a mirror, doesn’t drink human blood, and still manages to suck.

The release of “Twilight” achieves two significant objectives; not only has Stephanie Meyer’s ponderous salute to teen abstinence and patriarchal supremacy been given physical form, but it also marks the endgame for what has been a decades-long castration of the vampire genre. Anne Rice could pause to savor her flawless victory if she hadn’t turned her back on books about bloodsuckers, and indeed “Twilight” is something Rice herself might have created had she returned to religion in 1978 instead of 1998 and never actually learned to write.

This first adaptation of Meyer’s Sweet Carpathian Valley High series introduces us to awkward teen Bella Swan (Kristen Stewart), who moves from Phoenix, AZ to live with her sheriff father Charlie (Billy Burke) in Forks, Washington. Forks is one of the rainiest places in the mainland U.S., which naturally makes it the perfect location for the local vampire clan.

These vamps are a kindler, gentler breed that have weaned themselves off of human blood. The “father,” Carlisle Cullen (Peter Facinelli), even serves as the town’s doctor. His foster children, including the brooding Edward (Robert Pattinson), attend the local high school with the normal kids. Their presence raises eyebrows due to their unearthly good looks (and diabolical amounts of ivory Max Factor foundation) and the fact that they don’t date outside the clan. How very Mormon.

All this changes when Bella and Edward meet. Bella has some strange pheromone/hemoglobin combination that turns the normally non-murderous Edward into the wolf from those Tex Avery cartoons. Nevertheless, Bella feels more kinship with the unnaturally sophisticated and mysterious Edward than she does with the multicultural group of local kids she’s befriended (that doesn’t seem at all out of place in a rural Washington town of 3,000).

And who wouldn’t? With his yearning eyes and tortured past, Edward is the romantic ideal for most 13-year old girls (and some boys): he’s androgynously gorgeous, has a dope ride, and doesn’t want to do anything but talk about your feelings and snuggle. It would appear that in addition to robbing his brood of their need for blood, Carlisle also removed their balls.

This quaint fantasy of the boy putting the brakes on would never fly in a traditional romance, hence the “vampire” angle, and the first half of the movie is devoted almost exclusively to the pair’s budding courtship. Unfortunately, this translates into scene after scene of Bella and Edward gazing longingly at each other – in the forest, up a tree, beside the cold and lonely sea – before any real tension develops. The conflict comes courtesy of a wandering trio of nomadic vampires committing murders for no apparent reason and not Edward’s “family,” which is largely (and dubiously) accepting of Bella’s potentially disastrous presence. In fact, the only one who shows any sense is his sister Rosalie (Nikki Reed), who wisely suggests killing her before she dooms them all.

True, bumping off Bella would be the prudent vampire course of action, but as I already said, these are some lousy bloodsuckers (direct sunlight doesn’t kill them, for example, it makes them sparkle). And honestly, what have they really got to lose? Edward and company are immortal, possessing super strength and heightened senses, and they’re unburdened by most of the traditional vampire weaknesses. And how have they utilized this awesome power? By going to high school for a hundred years. Worse than that, James – the bad vamp who tracks Bella back to Arizona and is the only wampyr in the movie with any joie de unvivre – is rewarded for embracing his dark gift with dismemberment and immolation. The message is clear: don’t inconvenience that handsome boy who was so gallant in resisting your base urges by also straying beyond the boundaries of domestic complacency.

The action finally picks up in the second act, primarily due to the Cullens’ blunder (hey, we outnumber these guys 7 to 3… let’s split up!), leading to a climax that might have been satisfying had the audience not been lulled to sleep by 90 minutes of soporific direction and eye-rolling dialogue. There’s no doubt “Twilight” will satisfy rabid fans of the book, but it isn’t likely to make converts of anyone else.

Posted on November 21, 2008 in Reviews by Pete Vonder Haar

publicado por Andreia Torres às 01:18



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