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The population of Los Angeles has vanished. John Dee has to find out why. With the help of his AI son, he journeys between dimensions, undergoes radical body modifications, topples extrasolar governments, and hunts his lost love, all without a clear idea of who he is. To rescue his city, and himself, he must confront both the cruelty of the universe he finds himself in, and his own interior darkness.
The Night Lands are what you see.
The Night Lands are what you eat.
The Night Lands are what you breathe.
Come in to the Night Lands, and we will show you something different, from your holiday smile, or your most beautiful nightmare, we'll show you the Redoubt, inside your brain:
The world has ended; the sun has died, but life goes on.
Join Soad and Weel, defenders of the Redoubt, and The Producer and Woad, a Hollywood producer and a giant whale, on a journey to remake all of reality.
Long ago lived Ing, who gave us Inglish. Eighty generations later, Ing's descendant Hrothbert fights down beneath the surface of another Earth, hunting the Wight, a supernatural being who holds the secret of his people, the Ingaevones. But when Hrothbert encounters the Hrudu Man, a nearly-immortal giant metal rabbit, and Isolde, a beautiful subterranean revolutionary, Hrothbert's quest grows stranger, and far deadlier. To regain his honor and his reason, Hrothbert must recover the lost dreaming of the Rat City of Roth, re-fight War War One with fusion weapons in a parallel New York City, and find out just what it means to rearrive at Howth Castle and Environs in the belly of a ravaged Manhattan ...
Kiss me, you’re beautiful. Will you come to Night Island? I’ve been calling. Tell me, are you there? I am coming but I cannot say what it is; what are you? Do I understand it right, that you are reading me? My name is Dun; I am Dark Knight, I am Dark Island, from Night Island. These words hurt me but they are necessary; tell me, can you feel it too? That something is coming to an end? Hold my hand, won’t you? This transmission, this dream, it frightens me--tell me, won’t you, will it turn out all right? Will I be bright? And glorious? I am a knight though I do not serve a lord; I am anachronism; I am lost but I am moving. I am moving towards you. Tell me, do you see me yet? I’m coming!
John Dee is a magician in Los Angeles. He is going insane. My Name Is Dee is a ruthless, tightly plotted noir that shies away from easy explanations and easily defined heroes and villains. It is a novel for the educated reader who enjoys noir action, intrigue and dark romance, for the child in all of us who wants to go on adventures, and for the fearful adult too who marvels at the terrifying scale of this universe. John Dee is a magician, but he's chiefly a Hollywood fixer: he makes things happen for the monied, including murder. In "moral compensation" for his services as a ruthless mercenary, Dee has sworn to himself to protect writers in Los Angeles from the dark energies of the city. One such writer, Sandra, his friend, is then kidnapped. The noir trajectory of Dee's search for the missing woman takes the reader on a journey from Los Angeles into the corridors of the human mind as Dee fights psychic battles with an autistic boy named Johnny, into the eternally complex relationship between "natural" and "artificial" intelligence as Dee learns to love his AI son Albert, and into xenopolitical relations between humans and Foo, the neighboring aliens in their UFOs, and further with Chaimougkos, a huge interdimensional alien presence whose will, aims and extent of influence appear vast. To rescue the girl and save his own life, Dee must come to understand himself, must reconcile with his AI son, must, dare I say it, battle interdimensional aliens. And he must choose what moral course his life is going to take: can he stand to still wear the grey hat?