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Very different from anything I've ever written. It stars a black man with an unusual background -- actually no background. I won't go into details here. He's an assassin. set in the modern day. See if you like it, and drop me a note or put it in the comments section. I'm not promising that I'll go forward with it... just a trial balloon. Two chapters to start.
There has been a lot of questions about the end of the TwoRivers story. It's over as far as it was written. There may be another follow on story when it gets written, but that won't be soon. I'm writing on something else now. Very different, and I'm not sure if it's going to work or not.
I have finished (re)writing the history of North America, entitled TwoRivers. Accordingly I am speeding up the posting schedule. I'll post the remaining chapters every other day or so.
I realize I havn't been updating my readers during the lllllllllloooooongggg progress of TwoRivers. I don't have an update on the story as such. So here's something else.
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This was just released. A secret text of intercepted short wave transcripts of how the U.S. Weather Service predicted the weather in Alaska last winter.
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Up in the north Yukon, a small settlement of Inuit fishermen had just acquired a short wave radio. It was August, and they were experimenting with it. They managed to get the U.S. Weather Service out of Anchorage. They heard that the forecasters were predicting a mild winter.
“Hah!” they said. “It is never mild up here. And the U.S. Weathermen are often wrong.”
So they went into the forest and began stockpiling wood for the winter. Winter comes early in the north Yukon.
A few weeks later, they listened to Anchorage Weathermen again. Now the forecasters were predicting “normally cold and stormy weather” for the winter.
The Inuit, being no fools, went back to the forest and gathered some extra wood.
In late September, it started to snow. And the forecasters out of Anchorage were now predicting a severe winter.
The Inuit, being no fools, went back to the forest and gathered some MORE extra wood.
As October came, so did the expected snow.
The forecasters now predicted one of the worst winters on history.
The Inuit gathered even MORE wood, for the winter.
One day they heard a caller on the short wave. He wanted to know how the U.S.Weather Service could predict such a severe weather.
“Oh,” said the man on the radio, “we watch the Inuit on satellite. They're never wrong. When they gather extra wood, it's gonna be a cold winter, for sure.”
I know nothing about guns, except you pull on the trigger (slowly) and it goes bang. So I come here to ask the biggest collection of [whatever name y'all want to call yourselves] I know of. I suspect there are places on the internet with more knowledge, but I don't know of them............ So, if your knowledge base is hammering on Toledo steel, and it's about 1650AD, and you have to make a rifle (not a flintlock rifle) that shoots a modern-ish bullet, what do you have to do? Let's assume you have the raw metals around, but no industrial base. There is a 1650 era gunsmith around, who's 'very inventive'. Don't tell me to go to the nearest Army-Navy Surplus store and shop, and don't tell me to get real. This is a throw-back story that's *fiction* or *fantasy*.
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