On June 6th, 2012, I had a bit of great news from Paula Goodlett, editor (some style her The Butcher of Grantville) of The Grantville Gazette, a magazine dedicated to telling tales set in Eric Flint's 1632 Universe. I received an email indicating that Paula wanted to buy the second short story I had ever written, and the first I submitted for professional publication.
Needless to say, I was flying high.
Now, a year to the day later, Eric Flint has approved the outline of 1636: The Mughal Mission, a novel Eric and I will be co-authoring over the next few months. Eric has an excellent and well-proven track record of co-authoring books (I wonder if there's a Guinness Book Of World Record entry for this). I look forward to learning everything I can from him as we write this and, hopefully, further Mughal tales.
If you see some bald guy floating by in low orbit with a poop-eating grin on, don't shoot. I'll come to earth eventually.
D-Day, indeed.
Thank you, Eric.
Now, to write it!
The things Griffin Barber thinks about when he's thinking, which is not necessarily often. And they are my thoughts and opinions, not, in any way, those of the Department I work for.
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Monday, June 6, 2011
We Owe So Much
In the early morning hours on this date in 1944, the Allies landed on several beaches and a few miles inland in the largest amphibious operation ever attempted.
There are so few veterans of that conflict around to thank anymore, and we owe them such a debt.
Heroes, every one.
There are so few veterans of that conflict around to thank anymore, and we owe them such a debt.
Heroes, every one.
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