LEGEND - Maphead - page 84

“It's funny where I see maps now that I'm looking for them,” he says, pulling out his
camera phone to show me his library of “found cartography.” “Ceiling textures. Clouds.
Concrete spills in a road, those are good. They flow out in a way you might not expect.”
A photo of a rust stain on a wall became an island in Brandon's Mistborn series. An aerial
viewofavastcontinentturnsouttobeawornspotonafoldingchairinachurchbasement.
One picture looks remarkably like the Mediterranean, with verdant green hills and penin-
sulas surrounding a deep blue sea. It turns out to be guacamole stuck to the lid of a plastic
tub. In my mind's eye, I can picture Isaac at his kitchen counter, staring dumbfounded at
his miniature discovery—like Balboa seeing the Pacific for the first time on that peak in
Darien * —and then running for his camera. “Honey, don't put that back in the fridge! Don't
put it back in the fridge! ”