Dear People,
I’m completely wrung out, but I’m going to be even more exhausted soon. I finished the rough draft of OUT OF THE WATERS, the second fantasy in the new Tor series at 154,384 words and have just completed making manuscript changes in my hardcopy mss. continue reading…
Jo Drake and Val Lambshead at the rear of Chartwell, Churchill's house.
The Drakes and Lambsheads at Chartwell.
Lullingstone, a Roman headquarters expanded under Governor (and briefly Emperor) Pertinax in the 2nd century AD.
August 7, 2010: Hello from Rainham-- Dave is in Kent, seeing neat stuff. He hopes to get a newsletter off next month--after the novel is done. --Dave
Dear People,
WHAT DISTANT DEEPS, the next RCN (Leary/Mundy) space opera, isn’t quite finished. It’s coming along fine and I’ve got well over 100K words in draft–but it just flat isn’t done. I’ll be a lot happier when it’s finished. Or–realistically; this is me we’re talking about–I’ll be a lot less miserable. continue reading…
House built in a half-rotted boulder at Hovenweep (Canyon of the Ancients)
Dear People,
I intended to start this newsletter by saying that I’d completed the plot of the next RCN space opera and am at work on it. Those things are true (we’ll get back to them), but in my mind the big news is that I’ve returned from BookExpo America (BEA) in the Javits Center on Manhattan. continue reading…
My wife and I visited Niagara Falls in June. Here I boldly go where Frederick Church (and many others) went before.
Accompanies Dave’s Travel Narrative
The entrance to Upnor Castle on the Medway River
Rochester Cathedral from the battlements of Rochester Castle
Dave’s Trip to England April 2004
Accompanies Photos of England and Photos of Salute War Gaming
April 18: We left for RDU Airport at 3 PM for a 6 PM flight. Better safe than sorry, and I was nervously reading various things to keep from thinking about what was ahead. (Basically, the nebulous discomfort. I’m not a good traveller.)
Just before leaving, Jo checked the weather channel. It said we could expect seven days of rain. John Lambshead e-mailed that we should have a fast flight because a gale had just blown in from the southwest. I sighed and said we were going anyway. continue reading…
