Sonata, Part Three

Sonata, Part Three

Movement III - Adagio Sostenuto Grantville - March, 1634 " . . . and after seeing and hearing Master Ingram's uncle's violin, the masters were eager to get the new 'merino' designs. They agreed to make us thirty master grade violins for 20 guilders apiece." Johannes...
The Anaconda Project, Episode Six

The Anaconda Project, Episode Six

When Jozef finished with his presentation, the immediate reaction of his two listeners was about what he'd expected. Silence. Total, complete silence. After a few seconds, Lukasz Opalinski sighed faintly and leaned back a little further in his heavily-upholstered...
The Anaconda Project, Episode Five

The Anaconda Project, Episode Five

As he watched the archer bringing his horse around again for another run at the target, Lukasz Opalinski leaned toward the man standing next to him. “So, tell me, Jozef. Is Grantville as exotic as its reputation?” Jozef Wojtowicz didn't answer immediately. He...
Lost In Translation

Lost In Translation

Spring 1634Grantville "Hans, you fool, where are you!" Hans hurriedly entered the room. The master's face was red, and his eyes were bulging, making him look rather like a choleric bullfrog. Uh-oh, he thought. What is it this time? He lowered his eyes. "Yes, Master?"...
Ghosts on the Glass

Ghosts on the Glass

The first time Mary saw the ghosts she was transfixed. In the beginning, they had frightened her, the ghosts. Now she found them before they found her. She knew where to look and how. With a clever smudge here or a bit of pigment there, she could enclose them or set...
Comedy of Error

Comedy of Error

"Oh. My. God. They have those damned things down-time too?" "What things Flo?" Anna followed Flo's icy glare toward a temporary stage erected in the Grantville market. On it, a group of Italian traveling players were performing a broad, ribald and highly improvised...
Homage to Etruria, Part One: The Patron’s Plight

Homage to Etruria, Part One: The Patron’s Plight

I. May 1635, Outside Rome Giulio Gentileschi paused to re-tie the kerchief around his nose and mouth to keep out the dust. His companion, a hulking lefferto named Carlo Belzoni did the same. If only cloth could keep the smell of panic out of their noses as well as it...
Bunny B. Goode

Bunny B. Goode

"These Americans," Don Alfredo de Aguilera said with a sigh. "They have no idea of the effects they have." He cast a sardonic look out the window, then sighed and turned back to his letter. The best he could do was the best he could do, but that didn't mean that his...