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Milestone day

I finished another first draft, Book 2 in the KoTohLan saga, dealing with the second kingdom of the seven kingdom empire to be visited, Hoveria. 150,781 words, putting the word count for 2011 at over 50,000 words. Time for another writing challenge.

The finish was a little difficult as I broke the last chapter to give us three perspectives on the action, the last being how our hero sees things and prepares for the next segment. Giving out rewards, tieing up some lose ends, putting in place somethings for the next book. All in all a good way to handle things.

Here is the beginning of chapter 5:

5) Calm Returns

The Coterie was gathering, Ferdinand reflected, at least the members in Karn were doing so. Tonight they met at the Emporia, which was not absurd or suspicious. Cortier was basking in the glow of the win by Magnus. Great banners had been hung at the walls of the emporia and throughout the Cortier Precinct men walked about not only with the Imperial badge that Magnus had started to wear so many years before, but also, a Cortier badge that had been made to look like a game stone. That badge was the Magnus Thistle badge.

His fans had started to wear it some years ago before he had even won the first tourney seed, but lately, especially after Magnus had won the tourney, tens of thousands began to wear it. Someone in the Sarbentine house sold them and the money went to a private account. The traders of Cortier were able to tell. The Sarbentine had given Joss a loan recently, large, but not outrageous. Enough so that he might think to go back to them for more. An action surely to stay his hand from shutting them down. An event the Emperor had not yet taken to begin.

One day though, the Emperor might do so. Others had done so, and then had seen themselves lose their lives very quickly after. None of the Emperors who had meddled in a trading House, or reneged on a debt had lasted a year. Except one. And he had done his best to correct the excess not of his government but of the trading houses. The people were so far behind him, near two thousand years before, that the trading houses had adopted new rules to govern themselves and it had been many years since any of the imperial trading houses had thought to bend those rules.

Joss had waited a few days then thought he should summon his new Imperial Master to the palace and talk to him. Duke Franklin said he had intended to be civil, but Ferdinand could only report to the Imperial Messenger that Magnus had disappeared the day after the tournament had ended. They had a feast for him, and he had been out to drink with friends and supporters, but when they looked in his room, he had gone. Ferdinand had been given a letter to have published in the two games papers, and he told the messenger that day’s paper should surely report on it. How Magnus had left and gone to the edges of the Empire as was the duty of the Imperial Master. His plan to search out generals and see if they wished his advice.

He however did not tell Ferdinand where he went, and all could see by the letter that he had not mentioned where he was going precisely. Magnus had suggested word should go out in the one letter he really did leave, for Ferdinand, so Ferdinand had just created a second letter that suggested it was written by Magnus. It all worked well, but Duke Franklin told his brother, the General, that the Emperor was not amused when the messenger returned with the news and the games paper where he saw the letter printed. It nearly said what Magnus had told him at the end of the tourney. It did not suggest that Magnus left for he feared for his life at Joss’ hands, or would accept the insult of a small home, when Imperial Masters had almost always been given great palaces.

Ferdinand still did not feel it was time to bring back to the house any man who had family, or the families that he had sent off. The audacity of Magnus Thistle to win the game, and to humiliate the Emperor to the tune of ten thousand gold was still too fresh. Master Ross, the man who had needed the Emperor to cover such a wager, had disappeared. Arch Priest Saul, assured them all that Joss had not picked him up and killed the man. He had left hurriedly the day he had lost the Imperial championship.

Balis had said to Saul that all was not done with the man, but that the gods were putting him outside the reach of the Emperor just then. Saul had no other news then that. Amree had come to many in Cortier and gave them comforting thoughts of their loved ones and that they were safe. It was reassuring. She had come to the dreams of the men of Cortier the night that Magnus had won the tourney. Old John, Chief Bili and Colonel Paks all said they had a visitation and discussion with Fring, though. Old John was told to go to his son and send him from the Emporia to help Magnus. The other two were told to make it so that Magnus and John both could leave if he so chose and that should information come back to Cortier of his wherabouts, that they should remember it but not tell Ferdinand, for old oaths he had given would cause him conflict.”

Fring was probably laughing but it was so. His oaths to the Coteries were superseded by his oaths to Magnus. But he had known those people for years. One was the father of his wife. How did he hide from them any knowledge of where Magnus was or had gone. His lieutenants were right that they could keep track of Magnus If they had such word and need not share at all with him. That would certainly solve such a problem. Again a solution that surely tickled the god of jests, tricks, and that which was humorous.

The Overlord of Haltoria would not attend. He was old now and soon one of Laurene’s brothers would take over. Three of them, all equally capable, but he did not think that all wanted the responsibility. Especially as they now would have more duties then their father thought he would have when they were born. As Ferdinand was married to Laurene, he too could be nominated for such a position, but he was very happy running his emporia and trading house. That Laurene was the daughter of the Overlord had recently been made known to Duke Mikal and Duke Beacons. Duke Franklin knew but he was told once more at the same time as the other Royal Dukes so that he could feign surprise at the revelation.

The Camorian representative also would not attend. General Zacharia Carter was in Camoria attending to the needs of his position as Council Leader. His son, a quarter finalist in the Imperial had returned to Camoria, as had his daughter, the wife of Duke Mikal Korman, the Emperor’s right hand. Mother Carla had come to them all to say that development had proved unexpected. At first Ferdinand thought it was a bad idea. But the Goddess Nuln wished it.

Then Ferdinand had found that the girl despised her husband and was in no danger of falling in love with him. Further, when Magnus was brought to teach the son, Ferdinand saw the gods hands in that gesture. Just as he had guided Magnus for all those years, perhaps that was the plan of the Gods, to have Magnus befriend the boy who was the son of a monster. Or also to provide a poetic end to the Royal Duke. Mikal had killed Magnus’ parents and one of his true uncles. If and when that happened, it would make for a legend and strangely enough, many Emperors had legends. It was something that the gods seemed to like to arrange.

Students of history would note that there were more than ten emperors who had nothing much to them, sons of heroic men, just to be caretakers of the empire. Men who should have known to live in peaceful time was something to be relished. Those men took effort to fabricate such legends for themselves. Debunked in the generations that came after them. Probably again at the hands of the Gods guiding historians and theologians to do so. Thus there were those with heroic legends and those with legends making them cast even more evil then they probably had been.

In other news, it is time then to choose the next project. I am at nearly 30% of all my writing being Regency related, and have spent a great deal of time lately doing Fantasy. So with a goal of trying to put out 4 regencies a year, or 40% of the books I write being Regency now, I think that is the next task.

Elsewhere, two nights ago the Packers Packers.com%2CtheofficialwebsiteoftheGreenBayPackers.rSSbN83RQlrt.jpg won their playoff game. Now to fight the Bears for a trip to the SuperBowl. That would be nice. I also finished reading the first Lord Darcy PastedGraphic2.PJFpz9D1DBvs.jpg mystery courtesy of Project Gutenberg ProjectGutenberg-freeebooksonlinedownloadforiPad%2CKindle%2CNook%2CAndroid%2CiPhone%2CiPodTouch%2CSonyReader.lyGH2v260pF5.jpg. Not quite the background I was looking for to compliment a story I am thinking about in the Steam and Thunder universe, but a start.

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Had been sick for a few days and had an appointment so that cut into my writing time the first of the year. Reached the 400th page in the 2nd of our KoTohLan series where our gamer, the grandson of an emperor, quests to right the wrongs that our occurring under the dynasty that slaughtered his family. There is some of the PastedGraphic.Ptzx8h30jj2N.jpg Camber of Culdi threads in this but very small. I am trying to think of when dynasties have been changed and then someone emerges from a previous dynasty to lay claim and challenge the usurpers. It happens in fantasy and generally, except for magic, much of what occurs in fantasy has already occurred in our world. Or in the bible. Just can’t think of anything.

Reading Group Bust
Went to speak to another reading group, but only two ladies really s​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​howed up. The group had been rescheduled from November, and since then the organizer had a tragedy and dropped the ball. In the end a group of Mah-jong players were drafted in to eat the free bagels and muffins and listen to me speak. A total of nine ladies and no one new purchased my book​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​ ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​The End of The World 1__%23%24%21%40%25%21%23__PastedGraphic.x7F2Z1xRGB6R.jpg

Murder Mystery in Steam and Thunder
While thinking of things to write about going forward, and having been thinking of setting a romance in the Steam and Thunder world I remembered some murder mysteries I had once read. The Lord Darcy series by Randall Garrett. PastedGraphic2.NfK3GpT84kkB.jpg Here we have another Sherlockian like sleuth who deduces the cause of the crime and guilt of the perpetrator through magic based forensics. Well, why not have a sleuth in my own universe for the Steam and Thunder era, a pseudo SteamMuck era novel combining an industrial age that comes on the heels of the Medieval, without a Renaissance era might well fit. No magic, for in this technology is the magic as the world is still very much that of the medieval era. I have the idea for the body, and some red herrings, just need to see if I can place the body where I want effectively. You always need to start with a body.

I did mention that I had been sick. Came up late Wednesday night and I slept for an hour and woke at midnight. Could not get back to sleep. I remained awake for 22 hours, losing everything in my stomach throughout Thursday. Friday was better and I didn’t lose the contents of my stomach. I kept food down, barely. Saturday and Sunday I even dressed. By sunday I was hungry and the Packers Packers.com%2CtheofficialwebsiteoftheGreenBayPackers.vKpl5hm0z7LF.jpgwon their playoff game!

For those who have been following the saga of our attempt to move, the seller disappeared and we could not close escrow. So we have to start all over. However the deposit we placed in escrow, they won’t return to us since they say they need the signature of someone no one can find. I am totally livid over this. Escrow and our agent and the sellers agent say they have tried to reach him. Who cares. They all came up empty. Now give us back our money. We have so little, so it is a business decision. Not a legal one. There really is no fair law in the US. It is how rich you are now. The rich bend the laws to suit them. We really are far from what we started out to be.

For my next installment of Hoveria, the beginning of Chapter 4.

4) Entering Hoveria

Magnus knew that things were different once they crossed the border. He had let Jack talk to the men and knight who stood guard there. Paying six bits for each horse and two for each man. “Tolls are relatively cheap, but there are a lot of them. They pay for the upkeep of the road of course, as there is no longer an Imperial tax to do so. Carts of merchandise are more heavily taxed, and a herd of cattle, well everyone wants their piece and wars have been fought if a lord thinks to charge so much that the breeder can’t get any profit because of the tolls.” Jack was going to prove a wealth of information that would supplement what he had learned as a trader.

Cortier had learned to pay once a season to all the lords whose roads they travelled, enough that the lord did not itemize each steer, man, or cart that moved across their territory and traded with the lord. It made for a better system. Cortier also sent men who were not easily insulted or let loose with such too. Men who could defend themselves and their charges.

“If you utter an oath against a man or lord, you best be prepared to use your blade to back it up. We are not foolish, we will not insult you back if we do not think that in an affair of honor we have a chance to remain alive. Some are though, and some think themselves so good with a blade that they will insult all to establish how good they are. Most though are smart enough to know that is a fools game,” Jack looked at Mischa and further enforced the discussion of Mischa only saying what came into his mind when they were alone.

“Saying something another man could take as challenge when he is not with his friends is discouraged, for it shows your own cowardice. And doing so in front of his friends is stupidity for then he will have to challenge you else lose honor in front of his friends.”

Master Farthing said, “There is a great deal of Fellane here, but we would never instruct a warrior that they must think if they are with their friends, or alone, or do they know the skill of the man who insults them. An insult is met with the blade. Understanding, or learning who is better skilled could indeed prove deadly, but insults to you, your family, your clan are not to be bourne.”

“Shame that that Emperor’s peace does not run to Fellane any longer than,” Magnus said. He held up his hand quickly to stop Master Farthing from taking any umbrage, but the old man was at least sixty and could be eighty as he sometimes claimed. He also claimed he was in his seventies. Magnus actually thought he was not so much unsure is that he felt different ages of older, and expressed it so. “I should not like to be a citizen of the Empire and see so much blood spilled as the young men try and decide who should be the rooster in this pecking order. These skilled men are needed for the armies. Look at Camoria. If we were to read anything but the games papers we would know that General Carter has made every man, from sixteen to twenty serve in it’s army for the barbarians across the passes threaten them. You will recall that Adam Carter the Council Leader’s son played in the tourney against the winner of the Imperial and they had some conversation.”

Magnus had not confirmed that the Duchess was his lover, but that he was friendly with her, they all knew. They all also thought that she was his lover, which of course she was. He was very worried about her, but knew that should Duke Mikal ever figure out that they were lovers, her life would be forfeit. The Duke would not stop until he killed her. They all did know that as she was the daughter of the Council Leader, he was concerned with Camorian affairs. But Magnus hoped that his entry into Hoveria showed he also cared about the land that Jack came from. If Magnus ever did wish to become emperor, then he would have to be fair to all his people. That was his thinking. He might favor one kingdom over another, but it should be short lived. If he did it long enough as Joss showed favoritism for Ottoria, then the rest of the empire would never accept his reign well, just as now so much turmoil had beset the Krache rule.

“Master Heironymus,” Young John said, “Do you think that the princes and their armsmen can remember the oaths they gave to the Emperors of Karnexia? Can they temper their swords and their angers?”

“Good point. Mastering themselves is taught even before we teach a man to pick up a sword. As I have taught you, there are many ways to do so, but only one is correct.” The princes of Fellane had many rituals, and lifting your sword was one of them. In a little over two weeks, Magnus believed that all of them had made a conscious effort to please the old Master by following his instruction. Magnus remembered he had lifted his sword in the accepted manner that morning. Fortunately there was not a particular way to mount a horse.

There were a great many rituals, such as for drinking Cjafe, but not beers or ales. Cjafe, a tea particular to Fellane, though Fellane boasted many other teas that it exported. Cjafe left the country only bound for it’s own nationals. Cortier could not trade Cjafe, only the trading houses of Fellane could. He had tasted it, as a guest of some of Fellane, but he was forbidden to buy it. Inevitably some of it would be found on the black market in Karn. There was always such a market, but the traders of Cortier wisely avoided purchasing it there as well. If it were known that they had any, friends they had in Fellane would spurn them, as well as the members within the trading house who were of Fellane.

Magnus nodded to himself after listening to Master Farthing about honor. Some of that needed to apply to the men here in Hoveria.

Hoveria had been large, with few villages, most towns but lots of land devoted to great farms and ranches. Jack explained, “You saw that when we crossed there was a great castle. Count Hendricks is the descendent of the lord of the area. He had great lands and many vassals. When we joined the empire, any manor or other castle, the lord there who might have been a vassal of the Count, was placed in direct fealty to the Emperor and no longer the count. The count had perhaps 50 lords under him, with all the knights in fealty, and now he had five or six who did not have lands, or manor that needed to be defended. It was the way for the Emperor to take the nobles and the armies of the nobles away. But sometimes these great castles, really needed the manors under them to support the fees to have a castle.

Gratitude Log

  1. Coca-Cola–When I was sick at an early age, my father the pharmacist used to have us drink this to settle our stomachs. I still do.
  2. Packers–A team owned by the city, not a billionaire play thing. The Lambeau Leap. The Packers rule!
  3. Trader Joes–A great place to get food. A small market, (I remember the one in West LA just over by National with the really terrible parking lot since it was always crowded) but with a lot of great food crammed into it. It makes your taste buds sing.
  4. Lord Darcy–A great take on Sherlock Holmes. Do you suppose he is named Darcy because of a Jane Austen influence?
  5. Sherlock Holmes–The epitome of detective fiction, mysteries.

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Had been sick for a few days and had an appointment so that cut into my writing time the first of the year. Reached the 400th page in the 2nd of our KoTohLan series where our gamer, the grandson of an emperor, quests to right the wrongs that our occurring under the dynasty that slaughtered his family. There is some of the PastedGraphic.sSpf4F7d51Dg.jpg Camber of Culdi threads in this but very small. I am trying to think of when dynasties have been changed and then someone emerges from a previous dynasty to lay claim and challenge the usurpers. It happens in fantasy and generally, except for magic, much of what occurs in fantasy has already occurred in our world. Or in the bible. Just can’t think of anything.

Reading Group Bust
Went to speak to another reading group, but only two ladies really s​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​howed up. The group had been rescheduled from November, and since then the organizer had a tragedy and dropped the ball. In the end a group of Mah-jong players were drafted in to eat the free bagels and muffins and listen to me speak. A total of nine ladies and no one new purchased my book​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​ ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​The End of The World 1__%23%24%21%40%25%21%23__PastedGraphic.nwJRsvoY6p3a.jpg

Murder Mystery in Steam and Thunder
While thinking of things to write about going forward, and having been thinking of setting a romance in the Steam and Thunder world I remembered some murder mysteries I had once read. The Lord Darcy series by Randall Garrett. PastedGraphic2.a1qXrkCl71me.jpg Here we have another Sherlockian like sleuth who deduces the cause of the crime and guilt of the perpetrator through magic based forensics. Well, why not have a sleuth in my own universe for the Steam and Thunder era, a pseudo SteamMuck era novel combining an industrial age that comes on the heels of the Medieval, without a Renaissance era might well fit. No magic, for in this technology is the magic as the world is still very much that of the medieval era. I have the idea for the body, and some red herrings, just need to see if I can place the body where I want effectively. You always need to start with a body.

I did mention that I had been sick. Came up late Wednesday night and I slept for an hour and woke at midnight. Could not get back to sleep. I remained awake for 22 hours, losing everything in my stomach throughout Thursday. Friday was better and I didn’t lose the contents of my stomach. I kept food down, barely. Saturday and Sunday I even dressed. By sunday I was hungry and the Packers Packers.com%2CtheofficialwebsiteoftheGreenBayPackers.wrL8l3vF7WsD.jpgwon their playoff game!

For those who have been following the saga of our attempt to move, the seller disappeared and we could not close escrow. So we have to start all over. However the deposit we placed in escrow, they won’t return to us since they say they need the signature of someone no one can find. I am totally livid over this. Escrow and our agent and the sellers agent say they have tried to reach him. Who cares. They all came up empty. Now give us back our money. We have so little, so it is a business decision. Not a legal one. There really is no fair law in the US. It is how rich you are now. The rich bend the laws to suit them. We really are far from what we started out to be.

For my next installment of Hoveria, the beginning of Chapter 4.

4) Entering Hoveria

Magnus knew that things were different once they crossed the border. He had let Jack talk to the men and knight who stood guard there. Paying six bits for each horse and two for each man. “Tolls are relatively cheap, but there are a lot of them. They pay for the upkeep of the road of course, as there is no longer an Imperial tax to do so. Carts of merchandise are more heavily taxed, and a herd of cattle, well everyone wants their piece and wars have been fought if a lord thinks to charge so much that the breeder can’t get any profit because of the tolls.” Jack was going to prove a wealth of information that would supplement what he had learned as a trader.

Cortier had learned to pay once a season to all the lords whose roads they travelled, enough that the lord did not itemize each steer, man, or cart that moved across their territory and traded with the lord. It made for a better system. Cortier also sent men who were not easily insulted or let loose with such too. Men who could defend themselves and their charges.

“If you utter an oath against a man or lord, you best be prepared to use your blade to back it up. We are not foolish, we will not insult you back if we do not think that in an affair of honor we have a chance to remain alive. Some are though, and some think themselves so good with a blade that they will insult all to establish how good they are. Most though are smart enough to know that is a fools game,” Jack looked at Mischa and further enforced the discussion of Mischa only saying what came into his mind when they were alone.

“Saying something another man could take as challenge when he is not with his friends is discouraged, for it shows your own cowardice. And doing so in front of his friends is stupidity for then he will have to challenge you else lose honor in front of his friends.”

Master Farthing said, “There is a great deal of Fellane here, but we would never instruct a warrior that they must think if they are with their friends, or alone, or do they know the skill of the man who insults them. An insult is met with the blade. Understanding, or learning who is better skilled could indeed prove deadly, but insults to you, your family, your clan are not to be bourne.”

“Shame that that Emperor’s peace does not run to Fellane any longer than,” Magnus said. He held up his hand quickly to stop Master Farthing from taking any umbrage, but the old man was at least sixty and could be eighty as he sometimes claimed. He also claimed he was in his seventies. Magnus actually thought he was not so much unsure is that he felt different ages of older, and expressed it so. “I should not like to be a citizen of the Empire and see so much blood spilled as the young men try and decide who should be the rooster in this pecking order. These skilled men are needed for the armies. Look at Camoria. If we were to read anything but the games papers we would know that General Carter has made every man, from sixteen to twenty serve in it’s army for the barbarians across the passes threaten them. You will recall that Adam Carter the Council Leader’s son played in the tourney against the winner of the Imperial and they had some conversation.”

Magnus had not confirmed that the Duchess was his lover, but that he was friendly with her, they all knew. They all also thought that she was his lover, which of course she was. He was very worried about her, but knew that should Duke Mikal ever figure out that they were lovers, her life would be forfeit. The Duke would not stop until he killed her. They all did know that as she was the daughter of the Council Leader, he was concerned with Camorian affairs. But Magnus hoped that his entry into Hoveria showed he also cared about the land that Jack came from. If Magnus ever did wish to become emperor, then he would have to be fair to all his people. That was his thinking. He might favor one kingdom over another, but it should be short lived. If he did it long enough as Joss showed favoritism for Ottoria, then the rest of the empire would never accept his reign well, just as now so much turmoil had beset the Krache rule.

“Master Heironymus,” Young John said, “Do you think that the princes and their armsmen can remember the oaths they gave to the Emperors of Karnexia? Can they temper their swords and their angers?”

“Good point. Mastering themselves is taught even before we teach a man to pick up a sword. As I have taught you, there are many ways to do so, but only one is correct.” The princes of Fellane had many rituals, and lifting your sword was one of them. In a little over two weeks, Magnus believed that all of them had made a conscious effort to please the old Master by following his instruction. Magnus remembered he had lifted his sword in the accepted manner that morning. Fortunately there was not a particular way to mount a horse.

There were a great many rituals, such as for drinking Cjafe, but not beers or ales. Cjafe, a tea particular to Fellane, though Fellane boasted many other teas that it exported. Cjafe left the country only bound for it’s own nationals. Cortier could not trade Cjafe, only the trading houses of Fellane could. He had tasted it, as a guest of some of Fellane, but he was forbidden to buy it. Inevitably some of it would be found on the black market in Karn. There was always such a market, but the traders of Cortier wisely avoided purchasing it there as well. If it were known that they had any, friends they had in Fellane would spurn them, as well as the members within the trading house who were of Fellane.

Magnus nodded to himself after listening to Master Farthing about honor. Some of that needed to apply to the men here in Hoveria.

Hoveria had been large, with few villages, most towns but lots of land devoted to great farms and ranches. Jack explained, “You saw that when we crossed there was a great castle. Count Hendricks is the descendent of the lord of the area. He had great lands and many vassals. When we joined the empire, any manor or other castle, the lord there who might have been a vassal of the Count, was placed in direct fealty to the Emperor and no longer the count. The count had perhaps 50 lords under him, with all the knights in fealty, and now he had five or six who did not have lands, or manor that needed to be defended. It was the way for the Emperor to take the nobles and the armies of the nobles away. But sometimes these great castles, really needed the manors under them to support the fees to have a castle.

Gratitude Log

  1. Coca-Cola–When I was sick at an early age, my father the pharmacist used to have us drink this to settle our stomachs. I still do.
  2. Packers–A team owned by the city, not a billionaire play thing. The Lambeau Leap. The Packers rule!
  3. Trader Joes–A great place to get food. A small market, (I remember the one in West LA just over by National with the really terrible parking lot since it was always crowded) but with a lot of great food crammed into it. It makes your taste buds sing.
  4. Lord Darcy–A great take on Sherlock Holmes. Do you suppose he is named Darcy because of a Jane Austen influence?
  5. Sherlock Holmes–The epitome of detective fiction, mysteries.

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Two weeks into the year, I had a heart attack. it is hard to remember what my goal for the year was then, but I think perhaps it was to write 1,000,000 words for the year. At the end of the first two weeks though, i was on target for 1.5 having written 30K each week.

The heart attack changed that, as too did other events of the year. Bankruptcy, losing our house, trying to find a new house. These all took away from the task and pleasure of writing. The year ended though with having written 1,306,711 words. Over 25,000 words each week, and 108,000 words each month. I make no predictions about the next year. I need to pursue a day job as soon as we move and find a place to live.

My writing will be cut I am sure then.

I edited also this year, readying books. The Shattered Mirror is done and just awaiting a final copy edit from my friend Melinda before it goes to publication.

The End of The World PastedGraphic.5bLsW6Hc6HZk.jpg was published and has 93 sales through Regency Assembly Press

My total word count is now 3,190,404

Writing and where we are at, what I have accomplished:

Amount of writing, number of words, number of pages

Book Title
Words written in 2010
# of Pages
Born to Grace II, The Turmoil
142,926
476
The Shattered Mirror (A Regency Romance)
98,085
327
Beggars Can’t Be Choosier (A Regency Romance)
102,390
341
Two Peas in a Pod (A Regency Romance)
104,535
348
Terra’s Birthright
78,767
263
Steam and Thunder
102,639
342
Tempest and Sword
108,274
361
Succession Crisis
124,830
416
The Three Lastoleers
82,650
276
You Ought to Trust Your Mother (A Regency Romance)
93,715
312
By the Book
151,404
505
KoTohLan II-Hoveria 100,013 333

Total                        1,306,711        4,356

Synopsis of the Books Written

Born to Grace 2 The Turmoil

This is part of a trilogy, the Born to Grace series. Here Caradoc the son of a duke, third in line to his father’s title starts the series as a squire to a prince of his realm. Now, after adventures in the first book, he is becoming a battle general. A very good one. Also a very good fighter. At his side an effective magus and they help defend their realm which at the start of the book is doing it’s best to help it’s neighbor settle a civil war.

By the end of the book they will be involved in their own civil war as relations of the king try to take power.

The Shattered Mirror (A Regency Romance)

Our hero is a retired sea-captain, wounded in the Napoleonic conflict and our heroine is having her first London season. The war is over and our heroine looks forward to meeting all sorts of eligible men who have been away fighting the war. Little does she realize that the best man she meets is the broken sea-captain that she had grown up near.

Beggars Can’t Be Choosier (A Regency Romance)

Our hero is a near penniless as a lord can be. Wishing to make a name for himself in politics, but not able to find 100 pounds a year to live on with estates rented to pay off debts that his family has incurred. Into his life comes a very rich heiress who has no status, but tremendous wealth. They strike a deal to join together and each shall realize their dreams of status and a political life before they shall part.

Two Peas in a Pod (A Regency Romance)

Two identical brothers return to London society from Waterloo not wishing to do more then rest from years of war. Little do they realize that their lives shall be turned upside down by a pretty smile. Except the one they wish to see they fear is meant for the other and as they switch places with each other, confusion ensues.

Terra’s Birthright

Expanding to the stars, mankind is controlled by the richest planets. This is fine until the colonies begin to think they should have a say also. Someone, on some planet, will be the vote that starts and avalanche of changing how mankind governs itself, or how it will still be governed. Dealing with those concepts in the future as we have dealt with them in the past, is what is explored here.

Steam and Thunder

The first of a duology, what happens if the steam engine was invented in a time period similar to Henry the II? Will the neighboring countries sit still for such technological advances? Will the nobility be quiet as their lands are denuded of men seeking a better life and working in the factories where this new tech is used?

Tempest and Sword

The second book of the duology, we see how those citizens now think they should have some say in their lives. How still the neighbors have issue with one country possessing the technology that advances them further than anyone else.

Succession Crisis

In a world where we see the crisis like Henry VIII to Edward VI. Here though the regents will be out to carve up the kingdom and even have a hand in the kings death, as we see the world through the heir’s eyes and worry that his head won’t be long on his shoulders should the regents have their way. The neighboring countries also want to ensure that the country our hero will rule does not grow powerful and divided regents or a young king is an opportunity to break the kingdom.

The Three Lastoleers (Star Musketeers)

What if the universe, several millenia from now adopts the very essence of Dumas’ France of the 3 Musketeers? What if we see our favorite characters in space?

You Ought to Trust Your Mother (A Regency Romance)

For NaNoWriMo 2010, a regency focusing on a young girl of great beauty realizing that man do not see her other qualities until she meets a lord who she really thinks misses her essence. The truth is he sees her better than any other and our heroine’s mother believes him to be an excellent match. What young girl wants to trust her mother in such things.

By The Book

Not wanting to be a warrior, and not wanting to follow in his father’s footsteps, our hero is stuck, for he is good at being a warrior. He knows though he could be better and reads about it. He reads ancient tomes and adapts those thoughts to his own situations. He writes these down to help train his friends to be better at warfare and they are. Good enough that the local lords see it and through all their success, our hero advances to lead the armies, though his hatred of war is ever growing.

KoTohLan II-Hoveria

This is part of a seven book series. The first was written in 2009. Here the idea is that the gods saw many years before our current events that the ruling dynasty they favored had those who would destroy it from within as well as without. They hid our hero with the aid of some influential people from those who took over. Now the hero is grown and finds he is the heir of the old dynasty. The empire of 7 kingdoms also has been crumbling. He is to visit each kingdom, one per book, and do heroic actions that bring the people behind him to reunite the broken empire. This book sees him forming an army in the southern most kingdom. It teaches him to be a general. A skill he will need to build and also gain the loyalty of men for the threats should only continue to grow in the following books.

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Books that were read (reviews can be found at David’s Reading List) :

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2) A God in Ruins        PastedGraphic1.kFt9HnI3xfGb.jpg

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4)Mrs. Kaputnik’s Pool Hall and Matso Ball Emporium          1__%23%24%21%40%25%21%23__PastedGraphic1.ryOshBpspLml.jpg

5)The Keeper’s Son         PastedGraphic2.LmTOs2YOeWGk.jpg

6) Servant of a Dark God        PastedGraphic3.Cvi6FBZZu5Gj.jpg

7) The Lost Fleet:Victorious        PastedGraphic4.xbraOEX7LvRW.jpg

8) Jane Austen’s Guide to Good Manners        PastedGraphic5.t5WiF8lVbq1l.jpg

9)The Time of Terror        PastedGraphic6.mTxV81qHnbIg.jpg

10)The Art of Digital Photo Painting        PastedGraphic7.bhDFy2ozPwQf.jpg

11) Hidden Empire        PastedGraphic8.fT0C0ldJrIbe.jpg

12)The Red Wolf Conspiracy        PastedGraphic9.dDfudorcGXGY.jpg

13)Confessions of a Jane Austen Addict         PastedGraphic10.1xVNz7XPvMvw.jpg

14)Rude Awakenings of a Jane Austen Addict         PastedGraphic11.rbNl8WQY4rdx.jpg

15)A Forest of Stars        PastedGraphic12.myKjoXkXnSih.jpg

16)Horizon Storms        PastedGraphic13.tne7YwaB5YR5.jpg

17) Scattered Suns        PastedGraphic14.i3Xv6L9bUhFv.jpg

18)Of Fire and Night        PastedGraphic15.9iUEr6gIdDtw.jpg

19)Metal Swarm        PastedGraphic16.5qKjEVXICOs9.jpg

20)Maelstrom        PastedGraphic17.bPaiYNscQ1hx.jpg
21)The Ashes of Worlds        PastedGraphic18.J1ud4vLTU7p2.jpg

22)Irons in the Fire        PastedGraphic19.4eNgFM7SCCox.jpg

23)Invasion        PastedGraphic20.B2Qo8BfmtQf3.jpg

24) The Edge of the World         PastedGraphic21.ZjAVDcU8qI86.jpg

25)In the Stormy Red Sky        PastedGraphic22.kz418QrrVJkh.jpg

26) Blood on the Water        PastedGraphic23.6aLHABm8Sfuc.jpg

27) The Accidental Billionaires        PastedGraphic24.2gVwLVskRT8H.jpg

28) Towers of Midnight        PastedGraphic25.bmaKkW5GrHGN.jpg

29)Banner in the Wind         PastedGraphic26.58toKBThKtX9.jpg

30)The House of Durrow Street         PastedGraphic27.yzHUoaeKPYHK.jpg

31) Little Fuzzy         FuzzyPapers%2CThe%3ALittleFuzzyandFuzzySapiens.HIJlb6a1gybg.jpg

32) The Way of Kings        2__%23%24%21%40%25%21%23__PastedGraphic.eq3gBkdibCOr.jpg

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Just before the year end numbers, KoTohLan II-The Hoveria (2nd of the seven kingdoms of the former Karnexian empire Karn, Hoveria, Haltoria, Jorland, Camoria, Ottoria and Fellane) book has reached 300 pages.

Currently 90,036 words long. A quick break to shout out and then back to it. We are closing in, about 11 pages, from a 1.3 million word year.

Also this last week read another Brandon Sanderson, The Way of Kings, PastedGraphic.WoRJOOqYeYok.jpg and reviewed at my book review page and other places.

The novel has reached the first major action point and that is spanning a few chapters. As before with such action scenes my initial plot outline seems to make this area grow. One chapter is never enough to develop battles. It always seems to take more. Further in hindsight in this tale, I do not know if I flesh in the growth of our characters enough leading up to the chapter I am at. In editing I might have to add a flashback, a scene, or certainly one or two lines here and there that suggest other events happened that got our heroes to where they are.

Otherwise the tale has come along well.

From Chapter 3

The Shrinking Border of the Empire

“Jack, this is by rights your home. Any ideas?” Magnus sat next to him as they came up to the town of Lemore. It was the last town of Karnexia before they crossed into Hoveria.

“I have been waiting for you to ask. Here I am Hoverian, Master Farthing is from Fellane, John is from Jorland, and Mischa from Karn, you, well by rights you were born here also landsman, eh?”

They had all accepted the tale of his birth, being the son of Willfred Larstier and that a group of people were hiding the secret. “Yes but I left here a short month or so after my birth. Taken to Haltoria where my childhood memories are.”

“It does seem that our little group has some tie to nearly all the kingdoms. We do not have anyone from Ottoria or Camoria. Would have liked that man Bix with us. Older than spit, but I think he can pull a sword near as fast as Farthing.”

The Ko Master had been showing them what he could do with his short blade. He said that no Lord of Fellane was truly complete unless they had both the long and short blades to show rank. He had given his long blade to his second son, for the oldest did not want to lead his clan when Farthing decided to retire. His son would have to give him back a long blade so that he could now continue his work. In the meantime he was showing the men he travelled with how to better use their swords. He had techniques, even tricks, that more than twelve years of blade work had not taught Magnus, and he had spent time with masters of the blade from Fellane before.

“I expect you may be right about Bix, but he guards the Duchess and she, I believe went to Camoria to visit her father. Now however, we are on the border of your old homelands and I must, or we must make some decisions.”

“You must, Carl. We follow you. It seems I have followed your lead from the moment I met you and I had over two hundred men in my company. No, once you came to our aid at the Blue Boar, it was foreordained that I was your man. I had placed aside certain parts of the code of honor when I became an Imperial Officer, but that was part of the oath. The Imperials are smart enough to have we of Hoveria and those of Fellane do so. Else we might not only be tied up in our own rules, but end up sparring with our brother officers and soldiers. Sparring you know that could turn deadly.” Jack said.

“Yes, I have made a study of Hoveria as the years have gone by. I come here because I want to see if those who were witness to my birth still live, or spread this story. It will not take the emperor so long to remember that if Willfred did have a child, it would have been with Ballene, his lover and that they both were here throughout Hans’ reign as well as his coup. That Joss sent Duke Mikal here to kill them and he said he had done so. Never reporting that there was a child.”

“But Mag… Carl, I mean. It still is hard to remember to call you that. You said yourself that Trader Cortier whisked you away weeks before Mikal reached your parents. That you were safe on your way to Haltoria and all who knew of your birth were sworn to secrecy, first because they did not want Hans to know of it.”

He nodded. He also agreed it was a struggle to call him Carl, but he had to be known by another name else things could indeed be difficult. Soon enough, unless Joss was totally stupid as well as vindictive, the man would send agents to investigate the source of the rumors. If they had said that the Larstier heir existed, then Carles might have been the father of such, or Saul. Saul could have fathered a child before he became a priest. Certainly before he castrated himself.

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The grind continues and has now passed the milestone of 200 pages in the second part of the KoTohLan series, the work our hero Magnus Thistle is doing in Hoveria.

Reaching 200 pages in this, the exact amount I have written in all books for the year is 1,268,235 and for Hoveria 60,000+

I posted the first part of the first chapter a few days back so perhaps now would be good to post the first part of the second chapter

2) Welcome Home

“She’s here, that is wonderful and who is that next to her. I vaguely remember some little boy that looked like that at her wedding. But this is no little boy, she has brought a man home with her!” The general came down the stairs, slower then Celeste remembered he would walk down them before she had left her family to become a novice. He was grayer, but she had seen that the previous year when he came to her wedding. She had not noticed that he was slower, but he was past sixty now. It was inevitable she supposed and she caught back a sob as she realized she had missed many years of the love and affection that her parents could have given her by being away.

Perhaps wanting to be a sister of Nuln had been more of a curse then a blessing. Indeed sometimes and for other reasons it had been so. A curse to wed the monster that was Joran’s father and a blessing to be his stepmother.

Joran though looked happy. He had a wonderful time as they travelled on the road away from Karn and probably Duke Mikal as well. Adam had him at his side almost the entire time that they travelled, with his two cousins who were the first family members he had ever met, he seemed like he was the most joyous he had ever been.

Now a little more than year since his mother had died and he had not missed a day of smiling since they had left the capitol of Karnexia. Weeks had sometimes gone by where he did not smile at all.

“Do you remember your bow to the Vote-Holder?” Celeste asked. Her father was also called the General, or Council Leader, though a new election for Vote Holders and council leadership would surely be underway now that the Imperial was finished. Riders would have returned quicker than the column that Celeste had travelled with, telling the news that no one of Camoria, had won the Imperial Tournament, but also that General Adam had come in third.

After each Imperial the election of Vote-Holders took place and then from those election to the Council of Seven and its leadership. A position that General Zacharia had held for nearly five years since the last election. He had been a Vote-Holder for nearly ten years. Celeste did not wonder if he were too old for another term. Her father guarded a secret that she now knew and worried about. A secret that he was bound to keep and one that would cause him to seek a third term as Vote Holder and then do his best to remain at the head of the council of seven.

She caught another sob in her throat for the secret worried her greatly. Where was Magnus and what was he doing. He told her to come home to Lartes and Camoria, but he did not say where he was going. He did not even say if he would write or try and reach her. She might have believed he would for he knew where she was. Perhaps she had understood that he was going to do so. But neither she nor Adam remembered that he had said he would do so, and Celeste had quizzed Adam a great deal about what he knew about Magnus.

Her brohter didn’t know enough. Joran was happy, and Celeste was glad to be back with her family and home. But she was miserable as well. Her lover was in danger, more than she was, and she had no idea if he were safe or not.

“Bettia, look at our girl all grown up and beautiful as ever. Almost as beautiful as you my love when you were that age,” the general smiled to hint that he was teasing. “But there is something wrong. We must make that better while she is here with us. Now I shall take Joran for a time and show him the house though I do not think he will stay with us long. And you take our daughter and see if she remembers where the kitchen is. Perhaps she can brew you some tea and you can talk. It must have been a long trip on the road with Adam, his family, the other Ko masters, there fans and the regiment.” The general hardly paused for a breath.

“Yes dear, I shall do that. Remember that the traders guild is coming later to discuss the elections, before lunch,” Her mother had found purpose in keeping track of all his appointments and commitments.

“Come young man and tell me if you like this room here, or might want to spend time at the barracks with the other young cadets. You are the right age to begin your officer training. I do have a feeling about you, you know…” The general took Joran by the shoulder and led him away.

Bettia did the same with Celeste, “Well now that you are home, I do not see any reason to let you go running off again. Camoria has need of its daughters just as much as its sons. And you should know that the general is serious about having the Korman scion train in our army. Strange move that Duke Mikal would allow him to come to us. It places some stones in front of the Krache, but with the abundance of stones against us, your husband has to know that it is but a few years before we will be fighting the barbarians across the passes. I should not be surprised if one of your brothers does not find the proof that it is the Krache that has been stirring them up all this time as well.”

Her mother led her to the kitchen where three ladies were working, “I can fill the pot for tea myself, Olanes. Do you remember my daughter? Olanes is head cook here. This is a light group for her, for when the councillors are in town, or the house is full of guest we have five times as many helpers.” The kitchen was huge. Much bigger than she remembered, but then she had lived in the Vote-Holders hall but a couple years before she had left to become a novice.

“Oh the Chief Lady need not make water for tea. I put a kettle on the minute the guards tramped into the hall with the precious chick. And all her favorites for dinner tonight, too, provided your mother remembers them correct after these years and your tastes are still what they were when you was a child. Now my dear, do you still like the chicken with the rich brown sauce? Over rice from Haltoria? Costs are dear for that, with the trouble on the roads of course, but we have several bags of rice from when times were good,” the cook said.

“Oh, I do of course if it is no trouble, but if things are dear, I have money to help. I, I also like more vegetables now with my dinner. I think much more than when I was a child,” Celeste said. Her mother seeing that the water was hot, was looking for a teapot, for Celeste remembered her mother had several nicely painted ceramic ones, and then Bettia found them and chose one to pour the water into over her tea leafs. She had several tins of different quality and flavored leafs on a little shelf that she reached for.

“You dear, did not like any vegetables with your dinner when you were a child. Nor did any of your brothers or sisters except Mara. Such an angel.” Bettia laughed. “I say the same about you when I am alone with one of your sisters. I thought now that you are a mother you would see that it is a little fun to do so. No other child to think of. Your letters have been sparse to come by since you married.”

Celeste realized she was remiss and shook her head. “I am sorry.”

Then while this endeavor has been going on I thought of another plot for a future book. It just fell right into the world of my Steam and Thunder duology. It seemed to fall inline with a story for the children of our heros and the title of Shot and Tiaras came to mind. I have the plot thought out and it may be the work that follows this, though I have spent a great deal of time writing fantasy in 2010. It is a romance set in my fantasy world with the political, socio and economic background that would carry from all the changes of the first two books. Perhaps then the romance will set it apart.

I wrote recently of some of my downloads from Project Gutenberg ProjectGutenberg-freeebooksonlinedownloadforiPad%2CKindle%2CNook%2CAndroid%2CiPhone%2CiPodTouch%2CSonyReader.oR6X3AcH2TS7.jpg. I have an online book catalog and a program on the mac I use as well. For years I cataloged books starting with dBase, which those who really know computing will remember. It’s last iteration that I used was in Filemaker but since I have begun to use Bruji’s Bookpedia. I am at a loss though if now the downloads of public domain works, like that of GA Henty PastedGraphic1.nZMlmBXD8zWH.jpg which I have wanted for years, is something I put into the Catalog. Books that are just files here on the computer

The Gratitude Log

  1. Men of a Certain AgeTNT-MenofaCertainAge_Home.u4utDFhnowRg.jpgThis is me. I am a man of a certain age, nearing fifty. Some of the shenanigans these guy get into is not what i get into, but issues of health, relationships and other items they cover I can relate too.
  2. Project GutenbergProjectGutenberg-freeebooksonlinedownloadforiPad%2CKindle%2CNook%2CAndroid%2CiPhone%2CiPodTouch%2CSonyReader.KxXNkYzvkSyF.jpgI remember when this project had less than a hundred works and I found it. But reading them then on the computer was something that did not keep my interest for long. It took these many years and devices for better reading of the works electronically to make this truly be a valued resource. One thing, when i was doing research, having a searchable PDF copy of one of the transcribed works was invaluable.
  3. Bruji’s BookpediaPastedGraphic.xdX0g0hYt0ST.jpgHaving over 6000 books (now many damaged by rats) a cataloging system is a necessity. This one does almost all that I need so I can easily recommend it and say that it is a valuable resource.
  4. G.A. HentyPastedGraphic1.WAXFktakCSqG.jpg The writer of boys fiction. Historical fiction, they are works that I have always wanted and with Project Gutenberg, it looks like I can add to my collection and find some very inexpensive (free) reads.
  5. Little Fuzzylarge_advolfzy.cPR9apw1jio4.jpg I wrote a whole blog about this a few days ago. Now it is time to put in the Gratitude Log because i am thankful I have read it.

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Crossed another milestone in the year end milestones. The 4000 pages record has now been bumped out to over 4200 pages. With probably another 5 pages to go today finished up 1,260,809 words. What will be the next milestone before the end of the year?

As I achieved this victory, I was looking at Apple’s iBookstore and found a wealth of books that Project Gutenberg ProjectGutenberg-freeebooksonlinedownloadforiPad%2CKindle%2CNook%2CAndroid%2CiPhone%2CiPodTouch%2CSonyReader.agh4YJXRHTgx.jpg had transcribed. Little did I think I would find one of my favorites there, and one that I had been thinking of rereading. Little Fuzzy by H. Beam Piper which should still be under copyright. It is not 75 years since publication, though Piper did kill himself in the sixties.

I wrote a review for it at LibraryThing in my copy of the Fuzzy Papers

http://www.librarything.com/work/178808/book/37839520

This is a dual book combining Little Fuzzy and Fuzzy Sapiens, and though I have read it several times, my memory, specifically is a little fuzzy. Charming, heart-warming are keywords that I can attribute to these tales. It deals with our human expansion to the stars and our encountering those little green martians we have always expected. Accept they are not what we have thought.

That have not always been there in their UFO’s spying on us, or are part of a xenocidal race that wants our extinction. If anything man wants to see the end of the alien. Perhaps bleeding heart liberals would be the thought of the defender of the Fuzzy, but Piper writes of Fuzzy in such a way as to make then an endearing race. Part little child, part puppy dog, if my memory is correct.

The conflict is that if there are alien intelligences out there, who owns that world. We have seen Cherryh look at this from a distance in Downbelow Station, and the same with Weber in On Basilisk Station, but those books were not focused on the thought of someone speaking up for that Alien’s rights and ensuring that they are protected. That is the plot line here. We have a company world that wants to exploit the world, we have a native intelligence that needs to be defended working within the system, but unable to articulate for themselves their defense. Hence a really great set of books that led to two additional authors writing books about them, and then years after Piper’s death, a third tome being unearthed and published.

Here are 4 pictures of this work from the Internet
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Downloading the manuscript onto my iPhone, I was thus able reread this work that has stuck with me for more than 30 years once more, my copies of the books in the series are in storage. It took an hour here, and another there and went pretty quickly. The screen size of the iPhone only allowing 3 or 4 sentences per page.

In comparing my review to the reread the book is dated and the editing, while the subject matter does reflect science fiction of he sixties, a great deal of time is spent on the subject of sapience in the creatures, who are more cat like then puppy-dog like. Perhaps Piper had a kitten at the time he wrote the book. The conflict is there, and there are heartwarming scenes. Point of view changes too drastically sometimes. And some character could be better fleshed out. Once the action shifts to the courtroom and the scientists, we become victims of the sixties and their exploration of things that had not been worked on before.

A great deal of the court room drama is over the scientists definition of sapience, which had been discussed when our lovable aliens had first been met. Now as a forty year old instead of in my teens so much closer to when the book was first written, I see the technical mistakes as well as see that the scenes could have been better worked on. To heighten the drama there are red herrings and these probably need some more interaction, or build up so that the areas that are thick with science can be reduced.

We love these Fuzzies and though I know having read this many times that the Fuzzies have to be regarded as sentient, there should be more drama showing that it is not going to be a homerun. More doubt, less assurance. That would sharpen it.

Yet still a great way to spend a few hours with a book nearly fifty years old and a story though dated, still brings tears to my eyes and a giant smile at all the right times.

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