After slightly more than a week – and trust me, it was awful – of no writing, I may have settled on a new idea I can turn into another novel. Being me, contrarian, what with anyone stupid enough to pay attention to the MSM, they would think the Russians are the modern Hitler; every last man, woman, and child. Of course, the idiots who listen to the MSM also thought covid-19 was a pandemic.
So, being said contrarian, my next book, if it takes hold in my mind, will be about Russians. Specifically, the Russian Empire moving into what is left of former US and Canada after the Change in my future history of Machine Civilization.
I’ve mentioned often enough that while there are some legacy Romanovs on the throne in St. Petersburg, all real power is held by the Prime Minister, Reina. Reina is also an AI made by the Mendrovovitch Company, hence their tribe name. Like kudzu, this person runs through all of my recent stories and there seems no way to get rid of her. Admittedly, she is very interesting: unlike tribe Tohsaka with their Four Laws, Reina kills easily.
In my second-to-last novel, Obligations of Rank, Part Two has a Canadian Officer Cadet, Eloise Patel, telling “undercover” Crown Prince Robert about the Canadian’s two military engagements with the Imperial Russian Army. I wondered: the Russians have Alaska, British Columbia, and are about to take the Kingdom of Columbia… why push over the Rocky Mountains against someone who can still shoot back?
Once I asked the question, they started to give me answers. Let’s see how this unfolds, friends.
Continue reading “A new book, maybe”
Easter Sunday. My Lenten writing exercise, with a small break, is concluded. Personally, I’m happy with this re-edited version of my one and only allegory. I wonder what comes next?
On a personal note, I saw my eldest daughter back off to uni late this morning. My youngest is off to support the GAE on Thursday. I do not know when I shall see them again. Yes, it is Easter and Christ is risen… but I’m in a little hell right now.
Continue reading “Pirate Twins 14, again “Endgame””
Things seem to calm down. Until Europa seems to be suggesting something she’s not
Continue reading “Pirate Twins 12, again “A modest proposal””
Betrayal? Loss? Blood-letting? Reconciliation?
That’s enough for Good Friday. See everyone tomorrow.
Continue reading “Pirate Twins 11, again “Duped””
There are times when allegory breaks down in the face of love.
And then once again, everything goes to hell.
Continue reading “Pirate Twins 10, again “Reunion””
This reads a little like a geography lesson of northern Europe.
I’m reminded of the quote: “it’s all a question of bridges,” but then, Logres cannot perceive those.
We discover Europa’s nature. Maybe.
Continue reading “Pirate Twins 9, again “Revelation””
Even in an allegory you should wear something.
And, yes, it is 0515 here.
Continue reading “Pirate Twins 8, again “Modesty””
And there goes the neighborhood…
“They are over-paid, over-sexed, and over here!”
Continue reading “Pirate Twins 7, again “Cousins””
Things seem to be slowly returning to normal in the story. I already know things will be on the hop for the next installment, which I hope to have out later today.
Someone asked why I didn’t have my “Buy me a beer!” link for these. I mentioned this is an idea I’ve played with and posted before, and hanging out the tip jar for that just seemed crass.
Continue reading “Pirate Twins 6, again “Love Letter””