Hot Off The Ring of Fire Press

Hot Off The Ring of Fire Press

We’ve been busy at Ring of Fire Press! Here are a few of the latest books we’ve published and a look at some forthcoming books. In Mark Huston’s Up-Time Pride and Down-Time Prejudice a young up-time woman battles the Fugger for her own soul. Set in the Ring of Fire...
Best of 2018

Best of 2018

Best of 2018   Grantville Gazette’s Best Story of 2018 is “Requiem For the Future” by David Carrico. A lot of 1632 stories focus on what the up-timers have accomplished and inspired, how everyday men and women have risen to the occasion....
The Story So Far . . .

The Story So Far . . .

Woo. The Grantville Express is leaving the station. Please take your seats and have your tickets ready for the conductor. That’s me. I’ll be conducting this tour of the Grantville Gazette. First, we have “Angels Watching Over Me” by Virginia...
Easy As Pie

Easy As Pie

"Two cups of flour, one-half cup of leaf lard, one teaspoon of salt," muttered Maggie, "and ice water on hand, use sparingly." Maggie Farmington had been making pie crust since she was fourteen. Her grandmother had taught her how. "Never, ever use anything but leaf...
A Pilum for Your Sternum

A Pilum for Your Sternum

They say that Scots are crazy. Now, many folk say that, but I have that on the best authority—my own mother. She would say it often, with a laugh or a grin, even though she herself was a Scot, from the Isle of Skye. Caitrion MacDonald—Ma—had the red hair and blue eyes...
The Ghost He Knew Best

The Ghost He Knew Best

The fortune teller smiled at Mak, his toothless betel-blackened gums barely visible in the pale light of dawn. Mak said, “It is a beautiful morning to see the sunrise, my friend.” The fortune teller shrugged. He was half-naked and dirty, and his leathery skin reminded...
The Blue Room, Said the Wishmaker

The Blue Room, Said the Wishmaker

Run, whispered the monkey part of Andrew's brain. Scramble back the way you came. His head only reached up to the djinn's nipples, although the creature sat in a mockery of the Buddha pose: a mound of flesh rising in the warehouse's center. Those sausage fingers,...