by Iver P. Cooper | Oct 1, 2015 |
I am no ordinary assassin. As one of the foreign agents of the Most Serene Republic, it is my task to bring our wayward glassmakers back into the fold. I prefer the carrot to the stick, and the stick to the dagger. But if need demands it, I am an assassin. In...
by Kerryn Offord | Apr 26, 2014 |
The Saale Industrial Zone, winter 1633-34 Larry Karickhoff turned the key of the pickup. The engine fired a few times, backfired, and stopped. “What’s the hold up, Larry? Day’s over, everyone wants to get home,” Johann Rademacher said. Larry...
by David Carrico | Sep 1, 2007 |
A lot has been said in the various 1632 discussion threads on Baen's Bar, as well as in print, about how early modern Europe's populace really weren't too different from people of today. They were technically adept, given the tools that they had, so they would have...
by Eric Flint | Aug 13, 2007 |
Chapter 2 “You look tired, Melissa,” said Judith Roth sympathetically. She gestured to a luxurious divan in the great salon of the Roth mansion. “Please, have a seat.” Melissa Mailey went over to the divan, hobbling a little from the effects of the ten-day journey...
by Karen Bergstralh | Jun 14, 2007 |
Guilds had a long history. Depending upon your exact definition, a form of guilds can be traced back over 4,000 years. By the twentieth century all but a few guilds had disappeared and the handful that remain had altered greatly. A major factor in their disappearance...
by Gorg Huff | Jun 13, 2007 |
Natasha alighted from the carriage at her family's dacha outside of Moscow, along with her aunt, Sofia Petrovna. Both were wearing full regalia, "dressed to the nines," as Bernie put it. Aunt Sofia served as her chaperone, necessary in Moscovy's culture. While her...
by Virginia DeMarce | Jun 5, 2007 |
July 1634 Father Nicholas Smithson, S.J., cleared his throat for the third time. Crossing his arms over his chest, he leaned back against the wall of St. Mary's rectory. After a pause, he cleared his throat for the fourth time. With obvious reluctance, Father...
by Laura Runkle | Jun 5, 2007 |
GrantvilleJuly, 1634 Father Nicholas Smithson stood by the side door and shook hands after early mass at Saint Mary's Catholic Church. Father Athanasius Kircher was greeting parishioners coming out of the main door, but some always left by the quicker route. He smiled...
by Gorg Huff | Jun 5, 2007 |
Neil O'Connor looked over at Johan. "Say what ever you like, man, that girl is fine." He continued to turn the spark plug wrench as he talked. "She may be pretty but she is too forward, I think," Albrecht Knopf said. "She is becoming too American in her attitudes."...
