Previous / Next Star Crossed By Terry Howard “Yoo hoo! Manuel!” When Emmanuel Onofrio heard Verlinda Fritz yoohooing down the hall, his mind yelled, “Run!” He was looking forward to a quiet, restful lunch in the teacher’s lounge. Keeping the rowdy kids in line so the others could learn seemed to get harder year by […]
Previous / Next A Filthy Story by Aamund Breivik Daniel Pedersson cursed, and swung the entrenching tool again. It went splat instead of crack, again, and he cursed some more. Not that swearing helped; he was already covered in filthy sewage slush beyond all imagination. The supply depot’s jury-rigged sewer system had worked fine all summer, but now […]
Previous / Next On The Matter of D’Artagnan by Bradley H. Sinor “Charlton Heston or Tim Curry?” mused Cardinal Richelieu. Since there was no one else in the room, the chief minister to His Majesty Louis XIII of France was speaking for his own benefit. Richelieu sat in a large chair behind the huge desk […]
Bjorn Hasseler In 2017, I slushed a story called “Sunshine.” Susan Diana “Sunshine” Moritz appeared in some early Gazette stories and was mostly known for being Willow Moritz’s younger sister and a much less sympathetic […]
By Bjorn Hasseler The one hard and fast rule about a story is “don’t bore the reader.” The rest are recommendations—because you can find exceptions to all the other “rules.” But if you’re just starting […]
Hail Friends, I will begin with a little reminiscing, then share some news with you. I became the Art Director of the Grantville Gazette back in 2008 with Volume 15 after my dear friend Paula […]
Previous White Gold by Kerryn Offord As the gentle winds blow, you look out from the veranda of your plantation house over the acres of sugar cane. What you see isn’t fields of cane. What you see is fields of gold. The white gold called sugar, slowly growing to maturity. In Pernambuco in the early […]
Previous / Next The Daily Beer by Anette PedersenThe Importance of Beer Beer was food. Before the potato arrived in Northern and Central Europe, barley, rye and oats were the main sources of nutrients. Of these, barley was the easiest and most robust crop. Barley isn’t that good as bread or porridge, so almost the […]
Previous / Next A Tempest In a Baptistry by Terry Howard The question of re-baptism and the distress it caused in the sixteen hundreds, including what has at times been described as bloody murder, is still with us. In 1965, President Johnson’s daughter Luci was re-baptized into the Roman Catholic Church. While most of the […]
Previous / Next The Sound of Mica by Iver P. Cooper It is the year 1634, and the Voice of America is on the air. Since the VOA is an AM (amplitude modulation) radio station, speech and music are encoded as fluctuations in the amplitude (intensity) of a radio-frequency carrier wave. The radio waves, emanating […]
Previous / Next Butterflies In The Kremlin, Episode 2A ‘Merican in Moscow by Gorg Huff and Paula GoodlettSpring, 1633 “Home,” Boris sighed then waved at the white stone walls of the Kremlin which stood sixty feet tall and dominated the mostly wooden city of Moscow. Bernie Zeppi, after the long trip, didn’t care if it […]
Previous / Next At the Cliff’s Edge by Iver P. Cooper Friedrich Adelsohn, Captain of the Third Company of the Mounted Constabulary of the State of Thuringia-Franconia, stared at the ox. The ox stared right back. After a moment, it lowered its gaze, and resumed its attempts to convert the roadside into a nicely trimmed […]
Previous / Next Note: The Essen Chronicles series consists of several parts, Crucibellus (Grantville Gazette #7), Louis de Geer (Grantville Gazette #8) and Trip to Paris (Grantville Gazette #9) The Essen Chronicles, Part 3: Trip to Paris by Kim MackeyChapter One October 1632 was an eventful month for Josh and Colette Modi. Their first wedding anniversary prompted Colette […]
Previous / Next The Transmitter by Gorg Huff “But the article says that Monsieur Bell’s selenium cells had a resistance of one hundred to three hundred oms!” Piair La Corrian pointed imperiously at a pile of papers on his desk. “That’s a variation of two hundred watts. With one positive and the next negative, four […]
Previous / Next Safe at First Base by Mark H Huston “I tell you, I saw it in the movie. Plain as the nose on your face. And you have a large nose, Johan. The up-time device looked just like this—” “Heinrich. Listen to yourself. Movies are like dreams; they are not real. This is reality.” With […]
Previous / Next Little Jammer Boys by Kim Mackey The terrified servant handed the message to Johnny von Sachsen as he and his younger brother, Augi, entered the elector’s palace in Dresden. It was terse and to the point. Come to my bedchambers. Now. In their father’s handwriting. John George I, Elector of Saxony, was […]
Previous / Next Waves of Change by Paula Goodlett and Gorg Huff “I WANT TO LISTEN!!!” Joseph screamed, making it impossible for anyone to listen. “For God’s sake, girl. Let your brother listen to the damned thing.” “But, Papa . . .” Marie couldn’t help the whine in her voice. Papa raised his hand. Marie […]
Previous / Next Try, Try Again by Paula Goodlett “It isn’t right.” Marie lowered her eyes so that her employer wouldn’t see the glare she couldn’t suppress. “Ma’am, I did what the package said to do. Twice.” She picked up the container of Spirits of Hartshorn and tried to get Frau Werrin to look at […]
Previous / Next If at First You Don’t Succeed . . . by Paula Goodlett “That will never work.” Margaret looked up at her younger brother, Nathan, and stuck her tongue out at him. “Says you. And what do you know, what with all your years of experience?” “Pa says it won’t work. And you’ve […]
Previous / Next Tool or Die by Karen Bergstralh Late January, 1632 Martin Schmidt walked briskly down the Tech Center hallway, his mind full of plans. The thread rolling machine was working well and he was eager to take the next step and build a drop forge. A drop forge needed a source of power […]
Previous / Next Ultralight by Sean Massey Wismar, GermanyMarch, 1635 Flight had taken hold of Johann Rommel. Since the thirty-something merchant from Wismar first saw the American air force in action last October, he had decided he wanted one of their strange flying beasts, something they called an air craft, for himself. After several months of […]
Previous / Next The Minstrel Boy by John Zeek Saturday morning, February 1634 “Well, that’s that.” Bill Frank lowered the hood of the new rail engine. “Though I have no idea how we’re going to deliver it.” Hagen Filss, who had been handing him tools, responded, “Maybe when Sergeant Hatfield and Private Schultz get back […]
Previous / Next Moonraker by Karen Bergstralh The black hull towered above Monsieur De Roche. It was the pinnacle of his dreams and the final blow to his shipyard. Copper cladding gleamed in the late afternoon sun. The loans to buy that alone would sink him. The ship hung above his head, supported for a […]
Previous / Next Pocket Money by John and Patti Friend Kloee glared at Emery, as Dakota held up a dried cob. “So this is the big deal you found to get us some extra money?” Kloee and her kin were meeting in Papaw Murray’s barn because it was the one place they could go without […]
Previous / Next Wings on the Mountain by Terry Howard The regulars left the table nearest the fire when the strangers came in. At the base of the Matterhorn summer nights are chilly, so a fire is welcome starting in the late afternoon. Strangers paid much higher prices for everything and the whole village, not […]
Previous / Next Under the Tuscan Son by Iver CooperNovember, 1633 Curzio Inghirami had learned a great deal during his visit to Grantville, but he now was back home at Villa Scornello, the family seat. It was a few miles outside of Volterra, a town in the grand duchy of Tuscany. He beckoned to one […]
Previous / Next Water Wings by Terry HowardSomewhere in the North Sea The line arcing off the boat kinked between deck and water. Eric, watching for just that, yelled to the crew uncoiling the stiff hose, “Hold it! Back it up!” Then the kink swelled a bit. Eric screamed, “Back it up! Back it up […]
Previous / Next Gearhead by Mark H Huston It was quiet. Way too quiet. Of all the things Trent Haygood hated about the seventeenth century, the quiet was the worst. He missed the sounds of engines. Internal combustion engines. Hell, he’d be happy with some noise from a steam engine. As he sat on the […]
Previous / Next Fly Like a Bird by Loren Jones Paul Meinhart left Grantville in the autumn of 1632, but not before he spent several months in the Grantville jail. He’d been imprisoned for such a stupid little thing, yet the Americans had treated him like a murderer. The one good thing that came out […]
Previous / Next Anna the Baptist by Terry HowardDecember, 1634 Julio stacked clean glasses under the bar. “Damn it Ken! I don’t know what’s got you riled but I’m sick of it! Back off or I’m goin’ home. I don’t have t’ have this job. I only took it to help you out.” Julio didn’t […]
Previous / Next Those Not So Daring by Rick Boatright BANG!!! Karen leaned her head towards the cellar. No more explosions were forthcoming. “The boards worked.” “Yes. It appears that one doesn’t shatter another now.” “Four dozen bottles all at once. But now that we’ve got a better judge of the amount of sugar to […]
Previous / Next A Matter Of Taste by Kerryn OffordThe dining hall of a military leased house, Magdeburg, 1634 Cory Joe Lang looked down at his empty place mat. He had a bad feeling about the group’s latest action. There had been mutterings about the food before, but this time they’d sent it back untouched. […]
Previous / Next Those Daring Not So Young Men by Rick Boatright “Thank you for coming.” “Of course we came, lass.” “At least it’s over now.” “Over? What’s over?” “This steam nonsense.” “Tisn’t nonsense, lass. Your grandfather died because he got the last bit working.” “It’s still nonsense, Mr Iverson.” She pointed at the “monster” in […]
Previous / Next NCIS -Young Love Lost by Jose J. Clavell People sleep peaceably in their beds at nightonly because rough men stand ready to do violence on their behalf. George Orwell I rode to the crime scene in the early morning calm of Magdeburg’s streets. It was not difficult to find. The area, surrounded […]
Previous / Next Mail Stop by Virginia DeMarce Home, Sweet HomeFrankfurt am Main, March 1633 Martin Wackernagel drew up his horse, first looking back at the route he had just completed and then forward toward the walls of Frankfurt am Main. Via regia. Die Reichsstraße. There would never be anything to equal the Imperial Road. […]
Previous Aluminum: Will O’ the Wisp? by Iver P. Cooper There is no doubt that aluminum is a wonder metal. Pure aluminum has a density only about one-third of iron, it is as reflective as silver, and a good conductor of heat and electricity. When exposed to air, it quickly acquires a protective coating of […]
Previous / Next New France in 1634 and the Fate of North America by Michael Varhola 1634 was a pivotal year for the indigenous peoples of North America. It was in that year that the French Jesuit missionaries, in spite of their highest motives, set in motion a series of events that led ultimately to […]
Previous / Next Refrigeration and the 1632 World: Opportunities and Challenges by Mark H. Huston Barflies have an amazing working knowledge on a lot of subjects. They are, on the whole, a bunch of pretty bright people, having great fun playing at this “what-if” exercise that is Eric Flint’s 1632 universe. Hanging out in cyberspace, […]
Previous / Next Butterflies in the Kremlin: Part 1A Russian Noble by Gorg Huff and Paula GoodlettSpring, 1632 Boris Ivanovich Petrov pulled the horse to a stop and looked around. “This place is almost worth the trip. See the cuts in the earth where the land was changed. Look at these hills. The structure is […]
Previous / Next Note: The Essen Chronicles series consists of several parts, Crucibellus (Grantville Gazette #7), Louis de Geer (Grantville Gazette #8) and Trip to Paris (Grantville Gazette #9) The Essen Steel Chronicles, Part 2Louis de Geer by Kim MackeyJuly, 1631 Louis de Geer refolded the letters from his niece in Grantville. Interesting information, he thought. But he […]
Previous / Next The Doctor Gribbleflotz Chronicles, Part 3Doctor Phil’s Distraction By Kerryn OffordApril 1635, The rectory, St. Martin’s in the Fields. South of Rudolstadt Yesterday I helped Stepmama turn Papa’s old Geneva gown. We unpicked the seams, darned threads to reinforce the worst worn spots and re-dyed the fabric before hand sewing it back […]
Previous / Next Three Innocuous Words by Russ Rittgers White vapor was blowing out of Hudson’s nostrils that frosty mid-morning in late December. Chip Jenkins rode his horse around the small snow-covered copse of trees and saw the von Ruppersdorf manor that Katerina had finally finished building this year. He’d been looking forward to this […]
Previous / Next Rolling On by Karen BergstralhJanuary 1632 “Master Ritterhof, Master Eisenbach, may I present my staff?” Martin asked, conscious of the scuffling sounds behind him. He heard Max hiss something at Jakob followed by a ‘thwack.’ “Certainly, Master Schmidt. Certainly.” Master Blacksmith Bruno Ritterhof smiled in return, politely ignoring the apprentices’ bustle. “Master […]
Previous / Next Flight 19 to Magdeburg by Jose J. Clavell PrologueLiving RoomCaptain and Frau McIntosh’s quartersFormerly 1SGT and Mrs. Hudson’s residenceGrantville, SoTF, USESpring 1635, 0955 hours local Britt Strausswirt was bored. A day after being released from the Leahy Medical Center, she rested her badly sprained left ankle on the ottoman that her host’s […]
Previous / Next Capacity For Harm by Richard EvansBelfort, Franche Comté, 1633 “So, Herr Doctor Lebenenergie. You designed this yourself?” “Not exactly, Commissioner Vaden.” Tomas cursed himself for ever thinking that coming to Belfort would be profitable. He knew that Franche Comté was rife with witch hunts again, but he just needed some extra copper […]
Previous / Next I Got My Buck by Barry C. Swift Herman sat at the fire, obviously enjoying its heat. When Wili sat beside him, he looked over at his friend. “What’s tomorrow going to be like, I wonder. I hear these Swedes have some help from that Grantville place.” Wili twisted the stick he […]
Previous / Next A Question of Faith by Anette PedersenGrantville, June 1633 “Could I have a word with you, Father Johannes?” Johannes Grunwald jumped up from the table with a gasp and spun around quickly, sending several maps and notes to the floor. “Sorry, I wasn’t expecting anybody. It’s rather late.” He looked at the […]
Previous / Next Prince and Abbot by Virginia DeMarceThis Troublesome MonkFulda, December 1632 “Maybe they should have held the battle of Luetzen last month after all,” Wes Jenkins said. “Just have kept Gustavus Adolphus out of it. Up-time, it seems to have cleared a whole batch of people off the playing board that we could […]
Previous / Next The Sons of St. John by Jay Robison The wind blowing in from the Atlantic was cold. It often was on the west coast of Scotland, even in summer. The crude stone shepherd’s hut where Brother Aidan and his three fellow monks sat kept the wind out for the most part, but […]
Previous / Next Dear Sir by Chris Racciato Dear Sir: You do not know me, but a mutual acquaintance has assured me that you are a man of superior integrity and utmost discretion. It is because of this that I approach you in my hour of most desperate need. My name is Kent Ketchum, and […]
Previous / Next The Painter’s Gambit by Iver P. Cooper Birgit’s mother had warned her not to take any food or drink from boys, not to answer any of their questions, and, most especially, not to smile at them. Birgit had dutifully agreed. Unfortunately, she broke all three rules the same day. Birgit and her […]
Previous / Next Not a Princess Bride By Terry Howard James Richard, or Jimmy Dick, Shaver (known to his close associates, and almost everyone else, as Dickhead) was in the grocery store. The old drunk was not there buying food. Most of his calories came from beer, followed by pretzels. Yes, believe it or not, […]
Previous / Next Joseph Hanauer: Into the Very Pit of Hell By Douglas W. JonesFifteenth of Iyyar, 5391 (May 17, 1631) The congregation for the Saturday evening service at the close of the Sabbath filled the small synagogue in Hammelberg. Several out-of-town visitors brought the number well above the minimum of ten men required for […]
Following up on my recent post about the Frontier Culture Museum, I ran across this related post I started last winter. Given how succesful I felt the museum visit was, I think my instinct that […]
I have driven past signs for “this “The Frontier Culture Museum” off Interstate 81 in Virginia many times and have often thought about stopping there, but we were always in a rush to get somewhere. Finally, on the way home from DragonDon 2024, we had the time. As an added bonus, we had perfect weather. […]
Previous Mail From Up-Time, Episode 2: Atlantic Giant By George Grant Editor’s Note: “Mail From Up-Time” appeared in Issue 5. The stories are connected by the discovered mail but do not share any characters. In “Mail From Up-Time”, the author established that some mail for people left up-time was set aside for later delivery […]
Previous / Next Summer’s Kitchen Marc Tyrrell Editor’s Note:s Various combinations of Sandy, Summer, Bob, Paul, and Helmut previously appeared in: “Schrödinger’s Spouse,” Grantville Gazette 102 “A Meeting at Midsummer, Part 1,” Eric Flint’s 1632 & Beyond, Issue 2 “A Meeting at Midsummer, Part 2,” Eric Flint’s 1632 & Beyond, Issue 3 “Making Hay While […]
Previous / Next Stilettos Bethanne Kim Grantville High School CafeteriaOne Month Before Prom, Spring 1636 Ryan Bonnaro couldn’t help but grin. His friend looked like a lovelorn Italian straight out of a movie. The fact that the lovelorn Italian in question had become one of his best friends since he arrived in Grantville was the […]
Previous / Next Trudi’s Trenchers Gorg Huff Editor’s Note: Trudi von Bachmerin was previously seen in 1636: The Viennese Waltz. Grantville High SchoolMonday, November 3, 1631 Trudi von Bachmerin looked at the high school in something close to terror. This was her first trip to Grantville and the wide, blacktopped Route 250 had been only […]
Previous / Next Ceaseless, The River Runs By Garrett W. Vance Previously in this storyline: Retired samurai Nishioka Yoriaki and his wife Nishioka Momo fled fled the Nihonmachi Japanese enclave in Ayutthaya for Safety in Phnom Phen, Cambodia with help from their friend and Dutch captain Blom Coneliszoon. Five years later, Blom returns to take them […]
Previous / Next Note: The Essen Chronicles series consists of several parts, Crucibellus (Grantville Gazette #7), Louis de Geer (Grantville Gazette #8) and Trip to Paris (Grantville Gazette #9) Essen Steel, Part 1: Crucibellus By Kim Mackey Chapter One By early morning they had passed beyond the siege lines and lay hidden in a copse of woods four […]
Previous / Next Dr. Phil Zinkens A Bundle By Kerryn Offord Jena, 1633 The new chemical “battery” was most interesting. Just by adding two electrodes of different metal into a glass container of weak oil of vitriol one could generate enough of the new electricity to light the small light bulb. Dr. Phillip Theophrastus Gribbleflotz […]
Previous / Next The Dr. Gribbleflotz Chronicles, Part 2Dr. Phil’s Amazing Essence Of Fire Tablets By Kerryn Offord and Rick Boatright 1633, Jena, Dr. Gribbleflotz’s office Dr. Phillip Theophrastus Gribbleflotz took another look at the bill. He was spending that much on candles? Surely not. “Frau Mittelhausen. This bill for candles. Who has been using wax candles […]
Previous / Next A Puritan Voice, Part 4by Michael Lockwood Chapter 4: Outside Amiens Phillippe looked around him trying to gauge if Gerard was where he needed to be before Phillippe could begin his part of the plan. Gerard was to circle quietly around the Englishman’s campsite to intercept him should he try to flee. […]
A Puritan Voice, Part 2by Michael Lockwood Previous / Next Chapter 2: Rouen Nicholas ducked into a random shop door just as the skies opened up with a sudden icy blast of sleet. Sharp, familiar smells wafted into his nose on swirling eddies of warm air mixing with the cold from the door as he […]
Next A Puritan Voice Part 1by Michael Lockwood Chapter 1: Le Havre Nicholas Knapp, known aboard the ship by the stolen name of Jean-Marc Crevier, stood at the bow of the ship, enjoying his first taste of freedom from his cramped cabin in months. His first taste of cold freedom, he thought as he wrapped […]
Previous The Jews of 1632Douglas W. Jones Foreword With Jewish characters occupying such a prominent place in the 1632 story universe, it is important to accurately recreate the Jews of that era. What I have written in the following is intended as a handy resource for anyone contemplating using Jewish characters in fiction they set in this […]
Previous / Next On the Design, Construction and Maintenance of Wooden AircraftJerry Hollombe, Private Pilot (ASEL), Airframe & Powerplant Mechanic Introduction This essay started out to be about what it takes to build an airplane using wood, wire, dope and fabric. It’s still about that, but it’s also about why there shouldn’t be a down-time […]
Previous / Next Bouncing Back: Bringing Rubber to GrantvilleIver P. Cooper Chemistry Professor Joe Schwarcz writes, “It’s hard to fight an effective war without rubber. Fan belts, gaskets, gas masks, and tires are critical to the war effort.” While he had modern warfare in mind, Grantville’s war machines—modified cars and trucks—need rubber to remain functional. […]
Previous / Next Non-fiction Exegesis and Interpretation of Up-timer Printed MatterFrancis Turner Derived from my Hobson’s Choice story, this article is about a subject that I think people frequently think is simpler than it actually is. It is my belief that down-timers who get their hands on purloined up-time books will generally have a hard […]
Previous / Next Dr. Phil’s Aeolian TransformersKerryn Offord and Rick Boatright Jena It had been a hard day of almost wasted discussions with the scholars at the university. John Grover and Ken Butcher, accompanied by Derrick Mason, a young radio operator on loan from the army, had been trying to identify the materials and skills […]
Previous / Next Dr. Phil’s Amazing Lightning CrystalKerryn Offord Jena, Freedom Arches Tasha Kubiak tried to tune out the pompous ass who was still pontificating. Somehow both Tracy Kubiak and Danielle Kowach, the two other members of the Kubiak Country partnership who could speak competent German, had managed to be needed elsewhere when this trip […]
Previous / Next CONTINUING SERIALS The Doctor Gribbleflotz Chronicles, Part 1: Calling Dr. PhilKerryn Offord Sunday. After Church Lunch, Drahuta Property Deep in the middle of “Kubiak Country” the extended Kubiak clan had gathered at the home of Belle and Ivan Drahuta for Sunday lunch. Grown men and women were messing about playing touch football […]
Previous / Next Publisher’s Note: This story held the record for shortest published story in the 1632 universe until George Grant’s “The Small Crisis” was printed in Issue 5 of “Eric Flint’s 1632 & Beyond” in May 2024. This story was published in March 2006. The Dalai Lama’s Electric Buddha by Victor Klimov “Respectful greetings […]
Previous / Next Live FreeKaren Bergstrahl Tom Musgrove peered carefully around the door. This close to midnight few of the staff should be around. Down at the end of the hallway he could hear moaning. “That’s the way, Stan, get the nurses’ attention,” Tom muttered under his breath before he remembered that Stan Zaleski had […]
Previous / Next THE WOMAN SHALL NOT WEAR THATVirginia DeMarce Summer, 1634 No. Pastor Ludwig Kastenmayer put it out of his mind. His eyes must have deluded him. The cleaning woman at Countess Katharina the Heroic Lutheran Elementary School, here on the outskirts of Grantville, could not have been wearing . . . that. He put it out […]
Previous / Next Grantville is DifferentRuss Rittgers It was late August, 1632, when Georg Bauer climbed out of the ditch he’d been digging for Jena’s new sewer line. Sweat was still pouring off him when he first heard about Grantville. Almost twenty-two, with dark hair and a strong build, Georg was the fourth son of […]
Previous / Next Mightier than the SwordJay Robison Magdeburg, Early winter, 1634 Frank Jackson looked out across Magdeburg from the window of his office. Under a blanket of snow, the capital of the months-old United States of Europe looked deceptively tranquil. Underneath the blanket, though, Frank knew there was a dynamic city, still growing, still […]
Previous / Next Old Folks’ MusicGorg Huff and Paula Goodlett July 1, 1633 “You reckon we could afford to do something special for the Fourth?” Ella Mae Jones was sipping iced chamomile tea and making faces at it at the same time. “Lord above, I wish a person could afford sugar,” she muttered. Nancy Simmons […]
Previous / Next RECYCLINGPhilip C. Schillawski and John Rigby “Hey! Watch it with that broom.” Officer Preston Richards hastily pulled his feet back away from the stiff bristles that threatened the shine of his newly polished shoes. He glanced up from the night sheets he was going over, and looked over the unprepossessing figure before […]
Previous / Next Federico and GingerIver P. Cooper Federico Ballarino stopped his mule and studied the guards at the roadblock. They were too well uniformed to be brigands, but it wasn’t unheard of for a local lord to decide to boost his income by imposing a toll. Or even robbing travelers outright. Indeed, it was […]
Previous / Next A Taste of HomeChris Racciato It was raining. Daphne Pridmore was getting thoroughly sick of the rain. It meant that she had to stay inside for the most part. Going out to check on the hives was pointless. If they could use the truck, it might be worthwhile, but they’d decided to […]
Previous / Next Passing FairVirginia DeMarce Editor’s Note: References are given at the end of the story. Grantville, SoTFNovember 1636 “Where’s Master Marmion?” Renee Carson demanded The rest of the high school’s advanced drama class (elective; juniors and seniors only; may be repeated for credit a second year; non-mandatory option for participation with community theater […]
Previous / Next Note: The Cassini Plays Ball series consists of five stories: “Cassini at the Plate,” (Grantville Gazette 93);“Cassini Takes First,” (Grantville Gazette 96); “Cassini Slides to Second” (Grantville Gazette 101), “Cassini Rounds Third” (1632 & Beyond Issue 3), and “Cassini Runs Home” (1632 & Beyond Issue 6). Cassini Runs HomeRobert E Waters “Nothing’s ever been as fun as baseball.” […]
Previous Inside BaseballBjorn Hasseler Since Robert finished his Cassini cycle of baseball stories in this issue, I decided on a baseball name for this column. It’s the inside scoop, the nuts and bolts, perhaps a little of how the sausage is made. Most of the staff of Eric Flint’s 1632 & Beyond just got home […]
Previous / Next A Guest At The New YearTim Sayeau Bramall Hall, EnglandJune 1635 Sir William Davenport stared at the oilskin packet held in the mercenary captain’s hand. Behind that worthy was another mercenary holding the reins of his captain’s horse. When the troop appeared in the lane leading to Bramall Hall, Sir William had […]
Previous / Next Buzz! Beekeeping in the 1632 Universe, Part 2 Iver P. Cooper Transplanting Bees The European honey bee has been deliberately transported to regions outside its native range, notably North and South America, Australia and New Zealand, and Japan. There are obvious problems with shipping bees overseas on sailing ships. The voyages are […]
Welcome to our July 2024 issue. We hope you enjoy it! Next Introduction and Table of ContentsBjorn Hasseler Introduction Magdeburg Messenger (1632 Fiction) 1. Passing Fair Virginia DeMarce 2. From Cramps to Matrimony Terrry Howard 3. Cassini Runs Home Robert E. Waters 4. A Guest at the New Year Tim Sayeau 5. Buzz! Beekeeping in […]
Getting Started Writing Bjorn Hasseler I don’t remember where the idea for Neustatter’s European Security Service came from. I remember going to the library—the New Carrollton branch of the Prince Georges County, Maryland […]
Previous The Grantville Brickmaker’s Primer Kerryn Offord [Author’s note: This article assumes that there are two thousand pounds to the ton, and a standard construction brick with pointing is 9″ x 4.5″ x 3″ (121.5 cubic inches) and weighs eight pounds.] Making bricks is easy you say. Mankind has been making them for millennia. You […]
Previous / Next What Replaces the SRG? Leonard Hollar, Bob Hollingsworth, John Rigby, Phillip Schillawski, Tom Van Natta and John Zeek The SRG is the standard muzzle-loading rifle of forces allied with USE. SRG stands for “Struve-Reardon Gevar,” named after the manufacturer and designer of the weapon. “Gevar” is the German term for rifle. It […]
Previous / Next Dyes And Mordants Lisa Satterlund I. Introduction and brief history of dyeing. By 1630, human beings had been using plants, animals and minerals to change the natural color of plant and animal fibers for at least five thousand years. The oldest written record of dye use goes back to 2,600 BC in […]
Previous / Next In Vitro Veritas:Glassmaking After The Ring Of Fire Iver P. Cooper In the early seventeenth century, there was already a vigorous international trade in glassware. The world center for glassmaking was in Venice, and the Venetians were most famous for tableware and glass mirrors made of the colorless cristallo. Germany and Bohemia were […]
Previous / Next Euterpe, Episode 3 By Enrico M. Toro To Father Thomas Fitzherbert SJ,Illustrissimus Collegium AnglicanumRoma From Maestro Giacomo Carissimi,Grantville, USASeventh day of October, in our Lord’s year 1633. Dear and honored father, How are you? I received your letter today. It was waiting for me at the Church of Saint Mary. I’m glad […]
Previous / Next Suite For Four Hands By David Carrico Intrada GrantvilleLate July, 1633 As he turned from closing the door of the Bledsoe and Riebeck workshop, Franz Sylwester found several pairs of eyes focused on him. “Well?” his friend Friedrich Braun asked expectantly. “What did the nurse say?” Franz struggled to keep his expression […]
Previous / Next Murphy’s Law By Virginia DeMarce Part I: Grand Scam Spring, 1634 “I have to decide within the week,” Leopold Cavriani said. “I have no hesitation, of course, about leaving my daughter Idelette here with the Reverend and Mrs. Wiley. She will learn practical business from Count August von Sommersburg’s factor, the count […]
Previous / Next Of Masters And Men Karen Bergstralh November, 1631 Master Carpenter Herman Glauber walked from the open door to the forge in the blacksmith shop Martin Schmidt ran for him. Putting down his bulging briefcase he stood warming his hands above the coals. Glauber nodded pleasantly at Martin and, looking around the shop, […]
Previous / Next Susan’s Story By Paula Goodlett and Gorg Huff Grantville August, 1632 “I don’t know about you, Susan,” Tina said, “but I’m getting out of here before she wakes up. The last thing I want to deal with is Mom and one of her weepy hangovers.” “C’mon, Tina. The hangovers are easier to live […]
Previous / Next Schwarza Falls Douglas W. Jones 1 To: Grantville Emergency Committee. From: John Sterling, Edgar Frost and Francis Kidwell. Date: May 30, 1631? fifth day after the disaster. Re: Road options around Schwarza Falls. Yesterday, May twenty-ninth, the fourth day after the disaster, we went up Buffalo Creek to the power plant to look into how […]
