Previous / Next The New Romantics Written by Kerryn Offord Grantville, February 1634 Hazel Patton couldn’t stand not knowing what the giggling was all about a moment longer. She poked her head around the corner to find three of her teacher trainees giggling over a book. Walking over to them she held out a hand […]

Previous / Next Plugging Along Written by Kerryn Offord The Saale Industrial Zone, winter 1633-34 Larry Karickhoff turned the key of the pickup. The engine fired a few times, backfired, and stopped. “What’s the hold up, Larry? Day’s over, everyone wants to get home,” Johann Rademacher said. Larry tried the engine again, with the same result. […]

Previous / Next Letters From France Written by Kerryn Offord Jena , Winter 1631-32 Henri Beaubriand-Lévesque watched the strange vehicle drive past. It was one of the up-timer horseless carriages everyone called an “APC.” It was simply enormous, and noisy. Henri concentrated on absorbing all the details of the machine so he could draw it later. […]

Previous / Next Bootstrapping Written by Kerryn Offord Winter 1631-32, Jena Catherine Mutschler made her way carefully through the winter mud. She was tired and listless after being kept up most of the night by Maria, her three-year-old daughter. She’d finally managed to settle Maria only by feeding her the last of the bread mixed […]

Previous / Next Little Angel By Kerryn Offord Grantville,January 1634 Maria Helena Kolb slowly searched the line of trees. Somewhere, hidden in the shadows, she was sure Benji Matheny was hiding in ambush. Time to send in the cannon fodder. “Daisy, Regina, when I give you the word, I want you to run around that tree over […]

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 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 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 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 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 […]