In 1992, while Jack Vance was still writing books (he died in 2013), Underwood-Miller published The Jack Vance Lexicon, compiled by Dan Temianka. Vance, a prolific creator of new words in his fiction, remains my favorite writer to this day. I still remember the first Jack Vance story I ever read. Norwegian SF writer Øyvind Myhre had recommended Vance in a speech that I attended in 1985, and when I came across a DAW edition of The Narrow Land, I bought it, not knowing that it would change my life.

From the moment of the title story, I was hooked. I immediately bought every Vance book I could find. In Bergen and Oslo, Norway in the mid-1980s, this amounted to a small handful of UK Grafton editions (to my great regret, I donated the three Lyonesse Grafton editions, as I’d upgrade to the Underwood-Miller hardcovers).
When I visited the US in 1987, I went to several bookstores, and there I had more luck than in Norway. My carry-on bag was stuffed to the brim with DAW editions of Vance’s books, as well as Vance paperbacks by other publishers. Due to a shuttle mishap, I almost lost that bag, which held other important things. Eventually, I was able to get it back, and returned to Norway with my precious cargo. Little did I know then that the next year I would return to the US, this time permanently. Upon my arrival back in the US, I scoured every bookstore for Vance’s books.
Eventually, I was able to afford hardback copies of Vance’s books, even the Underwood-Miller editions. However, I cared only about Vance’s fiction. In 1992, I saw something about Temianka’s book, but I ignored it, as back then I cared little for reference works. I also ignored the Vance Integral Edition, as the cost then was beyond my means (today a VIE complete set will cost 10 times the original price, or more). On a whim, I bought a copy of the trade edition of Underwood-Miller’s Lexicon today. A more recent edition has been published by Spatterlight Press, but the U-M edition looks better. Glancing through the book just makes me want to re-read several of Vance’s stories, though I’ve re-read most of them at least three to five times. Vance likes to say he only wrote for money, but based on some these words, I think he also wrote for fun. His sense of imagination remains nonpareil.














