by Garrett W. Vance | Feb 25, 2020 |
This Issue’s Cover- 88 His Royal Zipper Inspired by Karen C. Evans’ charming tale, King Christian’s Zipper.
by Jack Carroll | Feb 24, 2020 |
Venice Late Summer, 1634 Cosimo van Castre shielded himself as well as he could from the unseasonably cold wind raising ripples on the canal. He declined to even look up at the gray and foreboding sky. It was a godsend to be in among the city's buildings and...
by Eric Flint | Feb 24, 2020 |
“Tempus fugit” is a Latin phrase that officially translates as “time flies.” What it really is, though, is a hoity-toity way of saying “old farts forget stuff.” The old fart in this instance being me—and what I forgot was that my novel 1632 was published exactly...
by Walt Boyes | Feb 24, 2020 |
Just Out from Ring of Fire Press: Magdeburg Noir (1632 Series), David Carrico The Thief of Cragsport, Robert Waters A Holmes for the Czar (1632), Gorg Huff and Paula Goodlett The Rat Rebellion, Gorg Huff and Paula Goodlett – paperback release March 1 Coming...
by A. P. Davidson | Feb 18, 2020 |
Near Trollhättan on the Göta River, Sweden 8:07 PM, May 15, 1635 "Fire in the hole!" The foreman for the demolitions team lit the safety fuse and began running to the trenches. Olof Hansson Svart gave a rueful chuckle as he watched the large clanging man trot...
by Iver P. Cooper | Feb 13, 2020 |
In the 1632 universe, helium is mentioned repeatedly as an alternative to hydrogen as a lift gas for airships. While providing slightly (7%) less lift, it has the advantages of being non-flammable and having about half the permeation rate of hydrogen (so it leaks out...
by Anne Keener | Feb 13, 2020 |
Wettin Household, Jena August, 1634 Linda sat in the study she shared with her second husband, Peter Wettin, not one of those Wettins but a distant relation, at the secretary desk she had picked up at a Grantville yard sale. Then she heard a tentative knock at...
by Edward M. Lerner | Feb 13, 2020 |
A mile a minute? Piffle. Even meat knows "mind going a mile a minute" is mere metaphor. (Repeat that quickly ten times. I dare you.) But my kind? For us, a light-second per minute would be nearer to apt, if sadly lacking in alliteration. And so, ordinarily, I have my...
by Kristine Kathryn Rusch | Feb 13, 2020 |
I have put off writing this essay to the very last minute. Not because I don’t want to talk about Mike Resnick, and not because I have too little to say. I have put it off, because each time I write one of these memorials to Mike, his death becomes a little more...
