After it became clear that we wouldn’t be holding the 1632 series minicon at Contemporal this year, we approached LibertyCon and they’ve agreed to host us. LibertyCon is a longstanding and very popular SF convention in Chattanooga that I’ve attended a number of times, including as MC and (IIRC) Guest of Honor. This year, David Weber and David Drake will be attending LibertyCon also.
LibertyCon is being held this year on the weekend of June 26-28. Here’s the URL, for those of you who are interested: http://www.libertycon.org
I’ve discussed my publication schedule with Baen Books and here’s how it looks now:
1636: The Cardinal Virtues will be coming out in July, 2015.
1635: A Parcel of Rogues will be coming out in January, 2016
Ring of Fire IV will be coming out in May, 2016
1636: The Cardinal Virtues – Snippet 05
“Beringhien,” Louis said. “Who brought this note?”
“Madame de Chevreuse, Sire,” he answered. “She was most furtive.”
“Indeed.” He took the letter and tucked it into his doublet. “I can imagine.”
Sanctuary – Snippet 17
The Krek began its march two days later. By then, Zilikazi’s army had made its way entirely through Nesudi Pass and had come onto the plateau. Had that army been made up only of warriors, it would have been able to move more quickly. But it was not. For every warrior there were three or four camp followers, most of them females and younglings.
Sanctuary – Snippet 16
Let Zilikazi get close enough… as was bound to happen if Kororo warriors had to fight the noble’s army at close range…
There would be no way to resist him. Not even with the help of the gantrak. Sebetwe could only control one of the creatures, and then only with the assistance of the two Mrem dancers. He could not be certain, of course, without making the attempt. But he didn’t think he could withstand Zilikazi’s power at close range.
1636: The Cardinal Virtues – Snippet 04
Before the sun reached its height, the royal party was on the king’s road to Fontainebleau. The queen and king rode in a luxuriously-appointed carriage, escorted by two dozen members of the king’s Musketeers, and followed by carriages bearing gentlemen and ladies of the royal courts. The fresh air of late summer was a welcome change from the smoke and stink of Paris.
1636: The Cardinal Virtues – Snippet 03
“Madame, I –”
“Sire.” She turned on her backless chair, affecting to see him for the first time, and allowed herself to fall to one knee. “I beg your pardon. I did not hear you come in.”
Sanctuary – Snippet 15
Nurat had watched the quick and efficient slaughter of the badly-wounded Liskash soldier carried out by the females in the yurt. She’d also observed the encounter between the females and the male who’d briefly entered the yurt afterward. He’d seemed to be an official of some kind.
1636: The Cardinal Virtues – Snippet 02
On the morning of the Feast of St. Louis, the king of France awoke in the darkness. He was unable to sleep any longer. By the time he rose and shrugged into his robe, his ever-attentive valet Beringhien was already in his bedchamber, building up the fire to help his master ward off the unexpected late summer chill.
Sanctuary – Snippet 14
What did bother Zilikazi — not quite concern, but close — was the method used by the Krek’s warriors. The Kororo had been able to trigger the rockfalls while staying far enough away to nullify Zilikazi’s mind power. He could detect them, but their mental auras were somehow obscured as well as dimmed by distance. Trying to impose his will upon them, at this range, was like trying to catch fish swimming in a murky stream with your bare claws. He might be able to move fast enough but he couldn’t detect their location well enough.
1636: The Cardinal Virtues – Snippet 01
1636: The Cardinal Virtues
Eric Flint and Walter H. Hunt
Late July, 1635
Outside of Paris, France
The need for secrecy was constant. No one believed that more strongly than Armand-Jean du Plessis, Cardinal-Duke de Richelieu, Principal Minister to His Most Christian Majesty Louis XIII, king of France. Within the palace of the Louvre as well as at his own residence, the Palais-Cardinal, secrets were guarded most jealously. They were a valuable commodity, esteemed by the cardinal and protected by those who surrounded him — those particular to the crown and those plucked from other nations.
Sanctuary – Snippet 13
“Tekkutu! Tekkutu!” Little Chello came racing toward Meshwe. She was still limping a bit from the lingering effects of the tritti-bite, but was so excited that she ignored the pain.