Hungarian edition preface
Laura Clayborne is a successful journalist, the wife of a stockbroker with her own BMW and a house in the right Atlanta suburb. Her biological clock ticking down, her marriage foundering, Laura hopes that her newborn son, David, will make her life everything it ought to be.
Mary Terrell, aka Mary Terror, is a scarred and battered survivor of the radical '60s. Once a member of the fanatical Storm Front Brigade, Mary now lives in a hallucinatory world of memories, guns, and above all, murderous rage. Prompted by a personals ad in Rolling Stone, she becomes convinced that the former leader of the Brigade, the man she knows as Lord Jack, is commanding her to bring him the child she was carrying when her life and the lives of the other Storm Front radicals exploded in a bloody shootout with the FBI.
Mary Terror steals Laura's baby from a hospital room, and heads west on her journey of the damned: clutching an innocent child to her side, killing anyone who gets in her way, searching for Lord Jack. Stunned, weakened, Laura realizes that the woman who stole her baby is getting away with it, and sets out to hunt her down. What Laura doesn't know is that the closer she gets to Mary Terror the more she will have to learn to think and act like her—even to kill like her....
--From the back cover of the Pocket Books Advance Reading Copy of MINE, first published in May 1990.
|Preface to the 2004 Hungarian translation|
To say I'm pleased that Mine is being published in a Hungarian edition is an understatement. Words sometimes fail even a writer.
I'm particularly pleased because with the publication of my works in your country, it means I'm published around the world. This is important and amazing to me because I never dreamed I'd "grow up" to be a writer in the first place. Really, who would think of such a career for oneself? To create pictures from the air, to craft those pictures into word images that mean something to people you have never met nor will probably ever meet, yet you will share a bond with them over great distances. Even across oceans and continents.
Also, when I became a writer I never imagined I'd have a voice across those oceans and continents, yet the book you're holding in your hands is proof that we never fully know what our future will bring, or what road we will take to get there.
I'm very proud to be a writer, and to have been a fulltime writer for most of my life. I'm proud also of this book, because I think in it I was able to create characters who live and breathe and truly become alive. This is the great wish and dream of the author: to create real people from paper and ink. To have those characters find new readers in places I have never been is a great--and to me, astounding--addition to the dream of creation.
So you see why I say it's an understatement. Words do sometimes fail the writer. But we have to do the best we can, and so the words I have will have to do.
Thank you for accepting me in your country. Thank you for reading my work. Thank you for being a part of the act of creation that is the great wish of every person who tries to tell a story and who hopes that the story finds a home in both the mind and the heart, even across oceans and continents.
Robert R. McCammon
Copyright © 2004 by Robert R. McCammon. This appeared as the preface to the 2004 Hungarian translation of Mine (entitled Csak az enyém, published by Agave Könyvek (Agave Books). Thanks to Val Varga. Reprinted with permission of the author.
|Reviews and Comments (may contain spoilers!)|
MINE: A Novel of TerrorRobert R. McCammon Pocket Books $18.95 (0p) ISBN 978-0-671-66486-2
Primarily a writer of supernatural horror, McCammon (Stinger) here abandons the supernatural without forsaking the grisly details. Mary Terrall, aka Mary Terror, one-time member of the Storm Front, a Weatherman splinter group of the '60s, is now 40-something and psychotic. During her dreary day job at Burger King she mentally murders customers; at night she does LSD and dreams of having babies and joining Lord Jack, the Storm Front leader. Deciding to search him out, Mary cases a local hospital and steals the newborn son of Laura Clayborne, whose marriage is disintegrating. With nothing to hold her, Laura sets out after Mary and the baby, tracking them through remnants of the revolutionary group on a trail strewn with dead bodies. McCammon undercuts his story by portraying all his left-wing characters as motivated by adolescent rebellion, rather than by radical politics. That aside, however, he delivers an expertly constructed novel of suspense and horror. (May)