by Rick Boatright | Aug 26, 2015 |
Long time SF and 1632 fan Don Hodge passed away 14 August 2015. Many of the 1632 and Baen community met Don through his presence at 1632 minicons, the Sail to Success and Super Stars writing seminars and through Facebook. He is fondly remembered and will be...
by Garrett W. Vance | Aug 25, 2015 |
Grantville’s celebrated “Stone Dome” with the Stone’s even more celebrated cash crop.
by Kevin H. Evans | Aug 20, 2015 |
Copenhagen, July 1636 The old longboat was what their forefathers had called a ship of twenty-six rooms for the twenty-six oars, lucky thirteen on each side. And twenty-six men on those oars. They all faced aft, where the Captain stood and shouted orders. Captain...
by Iver P. Cooper | Aug 12, 2015 |
Fire and Explosion Risks from Lift Gases and Fuels It’s at last time to confront the eight-hundred pound gorilla in the airship design classroom: hydrogen fires and explosions. Hydrogen, the lift gas that provides the most lift, is also the most dangerous. The...
by Rainer Prem | Aug 12, 2015 |
Chapter 30: Home, Sweet Home Landgrave's Castle, Kassel, Capital of the Province of Hesse November 1635 Christine awoke with a start. At first, she didn't remember where she was. The bed was uncommonly soft; the air in the room was too warm and dry. But then...
by Walt Boyes | Aug 9, 2015 |
Hi, I’m Walt Boyes, and I want to welcome you to Gazette 61, my first issue as the new Editor. I’ve been involved in the 1632 Universe (and was involved in Jim Baen’s Universe as well) since the beginning, and I’ve been a professional author and editor for over 30...
by Bret Hooper | Aug 9, 2015 |
“Look at this, Leopold!” his wife Potentiana called. Leopold Cavriani took the letter and read it with growing delight and excitement: Coudenberg Palace Brussels, Netherlands November 22, 1634 Cavriani Frères Geneva Dear Sirs: ...
by Margo Ryor | Aug 8, 2015 |
“Princess?” Johanna of Anhalt stopped with one foot on the lowest step of the main staircase and turned her head to see a lay sister in the regulation black dress, white cap, and apron offering her a large folded sheet of good quality paper sealed with red wax. “A...
by Eric S. Brown | Aug 5, 2015 |
A town somewhere outside of Grantville, 1635 Henrietta was nervous as she crept her way down the street. Tonight would be her first time attending a real meeting of the Society. The leader behind it all preferred to remain anonymous. She could understand why....
