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After smokechasing a few books on Voyager, the Pleistocene, and even about how to write books, I've returned to the cache. I'm writing about fire. A lot.
This summer has been a rolling thunder of media attention. If you want to grab public or political attention, you have to burn a lot of houses, kill people, and overrun celebrity landscapes. This season's fires did all that. I've written five op/eds, done radio interviews, and appeared in a Faultline documentary. It has all reinvigorated my sense that I need to push my scholarship into print sooner rather than later. I'm trying.
I've long wanted to do a picture book on fire, and thanks to Reaktion Books' Earth Series I have. It's titled Fire: Nature and Culture. Wiley Blackwell is advancing Fire on Earth: An Introduction into page proofs, with publication planned in time for the AGU meeting in December. My co-authors are Andrew Scott, William Bond, David Bowman, and Marty Alexander. The book will effectively update Introduction to Wildland Fire.
But the big story is a survey of the American fire scene since 1960. Briefly, the project envisions two complementary products. Between Two Fires will craft a grand narrative of America's great cultural revolution on fire, while To the Last Smoke will provide color commentary through suites of essays on various themes and regional reconnaissances. After years of studying fire around the world, I'm having to relearn the details of my own country. For particulars, see the project website. Regional suites to date include Florida, California, the Northern Rockies, Great Plains (with a special section on Texas), and the Southwest. Between Two Fires is written and in search of a publisher. To the Last Smoke lacks half of the Southwest essays, and few other strays from elsewhere, but is mostly written. I'll spend the coming months working both toward publication.
It's been a lot to have taken on - too much, really. But sometimes opportunities come like ketchup out of a bottle. You shake and shake and nothing happens. Then it all comes out with a splat. I've been happy to see it on my plate, and will be happy to see it gone while I reach for another bottle. Some things I guess I never learn.