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My shelves are an archipelago of obsessions: fantasy that remembers its bones, science fiction that asks uncomfortable questions, and histories that still smell of dust, iron, and old paper. I keep epics beside field guides, mythologies beside political histories, because stories—true or invented—speak louder when they echo one another.

You’ll find dragons here, but also glaciers and groundsloths; secondary worlds with the weight of real geology, and space futures haunted by old gods and new machines. I collect books the way some people collect fossils: to understand what the world used to be, and what it insists on becoming next.

• Epic and dark fantasy with a sense of history
• Science fiction that cares about ecology, memory, and consequence
• Archaeology, anthropology, and deep-time natural history
• Indigenous histories and postcolonial perspectives
• Odd little field reports, travelogues, and overlooked biographies

If there’s a pattern to my library, it’s this: every volume is a doorway, and every
doorway leads somewhere stranger—and truer—than the last.

I’m Scott Justin Bradley, a fantasy and science fiction author whose work wanders the borderlands between myth, memory, and deep time. By day, I’m a public historian and museum professional; by night, I write the Echoes Saga—stories of engineered dragons, haunted ruins, colonial entanglements, and the people who refuse to vanish quietly.

I grew up on a back-to-the-land farm in Appalachian Ohio and now live in Thunder Bay, Ontario. The landscapes I’ve carried—river valleys, museum archives, SCA battlefields, and decades of Dungeons & Dragons campaigns—shape the worlds I build. I like my fantasy with real geology underfoot, complicated politics overhead, and gods who unsettle more than they comfort.

When I’m not writing, I’m usually reading deep-time history, refining RPG campaigns, hiking, gardening, or swinging a rattan sword in medieval armour. I chase stories that remember their consequences—tales where regret, resilience, and resistance matter just as much as magic.