Two Hearts
Peter S. Beagle
After 37 years, Peter S. Beagle finally did it. He wrote a sequel to The Last
Unicorn.
It's a novelette called called Two Hearts. It received a World Fantasy Award nomination, won both a Hugo Award and a Nebula Award...and this year 2008 Conlan Press is releasing
it in an illustrated, personally autographed 64-page hardcover edition limited to only 3,000 copies.
If you want to get your copy for FREE when it ships, then go to our storefront and place an
order for one of the various editions of the unabridged Last Unicorn audiobook
that you will find there. Up until first shipment that's the only way to reserve a copy — and you'll get a great audiobook as well!
Any unreserved copies will go on sale after the first shipping at $40 apiece. So you can either buy both items together before shipping starts, getting a really great deal and making sure you get your own copy of Two Hearts; or else you can wait and buy Two Hearts by itself from whatever copies are left (assuming there are any).
Please note: Those who don't buy this collector's edition can still find "Two Hearts" elsewhere, since it is now widely available.
But of course, none of those options are quite the
same as owning a personally-autographed, beautifully-bound, illustrated collector's edition
hardcover of your own.
And now to tell you everything we can, without giving anything away about the story itself (since spoiling the surprise would be evil).
Here's how this came to pass...
Late in the spring of 2004, with the Last Unicorn audiobook under way
but not yet finished, Connor Cochran was working on the text for a Peter S. Beagle promotional
postcard. This card was going to be distributed, as a giveaway, to all the people
attending the upcoming Mythic Journeys conference in Atlanta. The idea for the
back of the card was that it would be a complete summary of all Peter's past
work and looming new releases.
When Connor had to write the portion of text describing the Last Unicorn
audiobook, some pernicious demon in his subconscious reached out through his
hands and typed a sentence to the effect that every audiobook would include
a "free, never-before-published story set in the world of Peter's classic novel."
Of course, that's not the sort of thing you can commit Peter S. Beagle to without his permission, even if you are his business manager. So Connor called Peter up and read the copy to him over the phone.
Peter's reaction was blunt. "For 36 years people have been asking me to
write a sequel to The Last Unicorn, and for 36 years I've been saying
no. There will never be a sequel. Never. That book was one of a kind. I said
everything I had to say in it, and since there's nothing else to say I'm not
going back. Anyway, I'm not that person anymore. No sequels!"
"You will note," Connor replied, the soul of dispassionate calm, "that
I mentioned nothing about a sequel. 'Set in the same world,' it says. You're
a writer. That book had a vast landscape, full of other places and people and
possibilities. It's been in your head now for 40 years there must be another
story in there somewhere. And hey, I don't care if you don't use any
of the characters from the first book at all!"
Peter's one-syllable reply would most accurately be transcribed as "Grrurmupph!"
(Give or take one u or m.)
And that was the end of that conversation.
But you know what? Less than a month later, without fanfare or warning, Peter handed Connor an untitled manuscript.
"Here," he said. "I did what you asked. But I don't know if the bloody thing is any good or not."
Connor started reading immediately. A few pages in he realized that Peter hadn't done what Connor had asked at all. In fact, Peter had
ignored everything he'd been told. This wasn't a story "set in the world"
of The Last Unicorn. Not at all. This was the coda that novel had never had. All the same characters were back: Schmendrick, Molly Grue, King Lir, the unicorn...all of
them, but in a fashion that Connor could never not ever have foreseen.
Somewhere in the middle of the manuscript Connor started tearing up. By the end he was snurfing and sniffling and wiping both cheeks steadily, because the damn tears just wouldn't stop....
And when he got to the end, knowing he'd had the incredible luck to be the first
person on the planet to read this miracle, he turned to Peter and said "This
new character you introduced, Sooz. The young girl...you do know she's too interesting
to leave here, don't you? Too special? That you have to go write her
novel now? And that it has to be the sequel you said you'd never write?"
Peter looked a little sheepish, but nodded. No grrurmupph, this time, just a simple "I know."
And that's how it happened.
Personally, Connor thinks that "Two Hearts" has been there in Peter all
the time, weaving itself together inside him the way a perfect wine ages in the dark of a carefully sealed cask. When the story was finally
ready to announce itself, that's when the story came out: an apparently effortless creation at least 40 years in the making.
Yes, I would like to get Two Hearts.