P.C. Hodgell tells us a little about her new novel, To Ride a Rathorn:

Welcome to the first half of Jame’s year at the military college of Tentir. Being Jame, she has more on her hands than maneuvers, including cadet intrigues, threats to the college’s honor, assaults on the Kencyr soulscape, and an erupting volcano, courtesy of the Burnt Man. Also, there’s a certain young rathorn (pronounced “rath-orn”) out for her blood and in danger of getting a taste of same. She may survive Tentir, but will Tentir survive her? I had more fun with this novel than any since God Stalk. Since these stories tend, in a weird way, to mirror my own life, here’s hoping for an interesting future, if only in the sense of the Chinese proverb. That, at least, sounds like Jame.