Ian McDonald is trying very hard not to think about how the world might be going to hell in a handbasket. After all, what’s he going to be able to do about it? He’s just this guy, stuck in a small town, pinned there by a load of student debt and a stalled writing career. Or at least he was, until a dragon showed up in his bedroom. At midnight. Quoting Freud and muttering about the space-time continuum. From $3.99 SHOP NOW /