Previous / Next My Name is Legion:Copying the Books of Grantville Written by Iver P. Cooper No down-time visitor can fail to be amazed by the libraries of Grantville. In 1633, Maestro Giacomo Carissimi, writes that the high school has “a library that seems to come out of long-forgotten myths. A fabulous place for the number […]
Previous / Next Flying the Virtual Skies:A Brief History and 1632 Perspective on Flight Simulation Written by Sean Massey For almost as long as there has been flight, there have been simulators to assist in training would-be pilots in the art of flying. They have evolved from primitive mechanical trainers to electronic cockpits. With Grantville leading […]
Previous / Next Grantville Police Department Written by John Zeek In 2000, the Grantville Police Department was a typical small town police department. It consisted of a chief and five patrolmen, and a sworn juvenile officer. A study of the books 1632 and 1633 and a visit to the Grid reveals their names and ages. Police: Dan Frost (47; chief […]
Previous / Next So You Want to Build the Internet:IP Communicatons in 1633 Written by Charles Prael The internet, as we all know, is a complex beast. It depends on a wide variety of technologies to deliver a wide variety of information over a large number of different computing devices. So, how feasible is it to […]
Previous / Next Stretching Out, Part Two, Amazon Adventure Written by Iver P. Cooper Belem do Para, Estado do Maranhão (northern Brazil), Late 1632 Like an arrow falling from heaven, the cormorant plunged into the waters of the Para. For a few seconds it was lost from sight. Then it emerged triumphantly, a fish in its […]
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 Through A Glass, Darkly Written by David Carrico MagdeburgMarch 1635 Lieutenant Byron Chieske dropped into the visitor’s chair in Captain Bill Reilly’s office with a grunt. Reilly looked up from his paperwork with his eyebrows raised in a mild question. “The day that bad?” “No, just long. We had to bring Annie Grimmigwald […]
Previous / Next Domestic Violence Written by John Zeek Jürgen Neubert was not a happy man. His promotion to patrolman first class at the end of last year had just added to his responsibilities. Now the grass was turning green and the flowers were starting to bloom and here he was, stuck in the office doing […]
Previous / Next Mrs. December, 1636 Written by Chet Gottfried Justus Corneliszoon van Liede’s smile was all teeth. Big teeth. Broad teeth. Dazzling teeth. Many men would have wanted to punch in his teeth at first sight. Many women would have been tempted to do the same. Flo Richards was different. “Have another piece of cake, […]
Previous / Next Thunder in the Mountains Written by Richard Evans Bern , Swiss Confederacy, Midwinter, 1634The Inn of the Sleeping Mule “Thomas, are you sure this’ll work? Those illustrated magazines of yours may have been explicit enough for you, but I’ve never seen a cannon with two open ends before. How does it fire and […]
Previous / Next The Price of Dumplings Written by Terry Howard “Hey, John Ose, which one of these birds is the scrawniest?” Arch Pennock asked, eying the chickens. Janos Tamas stopped what he was doing and looked up from his place inside the open air market stall. Behind him were crates of live chickens. In front […]
Previous / Next One Step Toward the Clouds Written by Sean Massey Hans Richter FieldNear GrantvilleDecember 1633 Marie Moritz concentrated hard as she lined her plane up for final approach. The drone of the engines poured from the speakers next to the monitor as she fought a thirty mile-per-hour crosswind within a simulated Cessna. Although she […]
Previous / Next The Monster Written by Gorg Huff and Paula Goodlett The Eagle Flies Magdalena van de Passe stood outside the building and stared. She paid not the slightest attention to what was going on around her; she had eyes only for the plane that was flying overhead. She had seen airplanes on TV, but […]
Previous / Next Birdwatching Written by Garrett W. Vance Prelude The flash was so bright it pierced her closed eyelids, waking her from her nap. A thunderclap followed, Pam Miller felt the deep vibration even in bed. Spring storm, maybe I’ll get up and watch the show. After a few minutes with no further drama offered by the […]
Previous / Next The Anaconda Project, Episode One Written by Eric Flint Chapter 1. The Map “This is absurd,” said Morris Roth, as forcefully as he could. He had a bad feeling that wasn’t very forceful at all, given that he was wearing an absurd costume—he thought it was absurd, anyway, although it was just standard […]
