The next Superstars Writing Seminar will be held on February 5-7, 2015, in Colorado Springs, Colorado. We’ve decided to make the Hilton Antlers Hotel in Colorado Springs our regular venue and keep the first or second weekend in February as our regular date. That seemed to work well for the seminar we just held there, which was our most successful one yet. That was true even despite the weather, which (or so I’m told by residents of the area) was much worse than usual.
Paradigms Lost — Chapter 36
Chapter 36: Fleeing From Frankenstein
He looked around and smiled, satisfied. Despite his oddities, the village accepted him. His children were growing up strong and healthy. His wife took care of them all. In a country torn by civil war all too often, this village had managed to keep itself isolated and secure. Untouched by the strange devices of the outside world, unimportant in the maneuverings of whatever politicians or dictators might rule one part of the land or another, it looked much the same as it would have two hundred years ago.
1636 The Viennese Waltz – Snippet 30
Chapter 11: Dealing with the New Emperor
September and October, 1634
Race Track at Simmering, Austria
“Did you point a gun at Baron Julian von Meklau?” Emperor Ferdinand III asked Ron Sanderlin as he entered the garage. It had taken a while for word to reach the emperor and Ron wondered if the youngsters had talked or just someone that had seen the confrontation.
1636 The Viennese Waltz – Snippet 29
“More than you might think, but we’ll give them a bargain anyway,” Hayley said. “Sell boat passes that are good for a month for twenty-five pfennig each, or even twenty.”
“Or you could do it like some of the bus companies did up-time,” Frau Fortney said. “Sell tickets and give your boatman a paper punch. The ticket has however many circles or boxes printed on it. Each time they ride, the captain or someone punches out a circle or box on the pass. When they’re all used up, they have to buy a new ticket.”
Polychrome – Chapter 14
I sat down at the small table; this time it was just me, Iris Mirabilis, Nimbus, and Polychrome. “So… what’s on the agenda today?” I said after a pause.
“Nimbus tells me that you have… made considerable progress.” The Lord of Rainbows’ tone showed that there were still reservations in that assessment. “While we have many concerns, it is clear now that you have the potential and the will needed, and that — for good or ill — we shall have to rely on you truly fulfilling the role of prophecy.”
There will be a performance next Wednesday of an audio drama based on a novella I write set in the Belisarius universe. The novella and the drama based on it is titled “Islands.” The script was written by Tony Daniel, another author who publishes through Baen Books. Here are the details for anyone interested:
Paradigms Lost — Chapter 35
Chapter 35: A Test of Trust
“Good evening, Master Jason.” Morgan said, opening the door.
“Evening, Morgan.” I answered, glancing around. There were still lots of pieces of clutter around from the work that was being done on the house. “Verne around?”
1636 The Viennese Waltz – Snippet 28
“Do we really need all that?” Gayleen Sanderlin asked.
“No, of course not, Mrs. Sanderlin. But the people out there waiting around hoping to be hired . . . they need it. If we are going to do more than set up a soup kitchen for the poor of Vienna, we need to get things organized so that the business pays for itself after the initial investment. Even if we were just setting up a soup kitchen, we would need staff to run it and it would take up a fair amount of time.”
Paradigms Lost — Chapter 34
Chapter 34: Reunion Jitters
Two soft hands covered my eyes in time with the words. To my credit, I managed to keep from jumping, though she probably knew how much she’d startled me anyway.
1636 The Viennese Waltz – Snippet 27
Race Track at Simmering, Austria
The unemployment situation in Vienna became increasingly clear over the next few days. Demonstrated not by numbers reported on TV, since they didn’t get any TV in Austria, but by the numbers of people showing up looking for work on the new race track. Ron Sanderlin couldn’t hire them all; he couldn’t even hire an appreciable fraction of them. At the same time, he hated turning away hungry people.
Polychrome – Chapter 13
Polychrome watched from the doorway as the group of Guards prepared for training combat. She knew that Nimbus and her father were deeply worried; Erik had the intellectual and, somewhat surprisingly, physical potential to be a good, perhaps even better than good, warrior, but when it came down to actual fighting, sparring with the men, the closest thing to real combat they could manage to give him… he just couldn’t seem to use what he’d learned. He hesitated, he backed off, he was perhaps one-half or one-tenth as effective as he might be. She had decided to watch and see if she could figure out what was going wrong.