Aye, a good Sunday morn to combined Stroock's Books readership across the English-speaking world and all the bots in China. There's a lot of bots, people.
We've no insights into events in Venezuela. We will ask one question though. Now what?
We're an idiot [I know-Ed]. For two + years we've allowed ourselves to believe we blew out the old water heater by adjusting the temperature gage. Ah, here's the post. One night we were doing dishes and noticed the water wasn't hot enough. So we went to the utility room and turned up the temp. A few hours later water was spreading across the basement floor. We were explaining this to Mrs. Stroock yesterday, what with the new furnace and all. It was at that point we realized that two years ago, the water wasn't hot enough because the water heater was dying. We reversed cause and effect. Mrs. Stroock whacked us about the head with her biggest pan.
Will's Good idea for 2026. We'll publish Ireland, Thatcher's War, and The Managua Campaign this year. If things go really well, we'll get the fifth nuke novel out this year too [Aren't we ambitious, like a middle aged dad on a Saturday night after the kids are asleep who wants to see what his wife is up to -Ed]. We are, Ed, we are.
Will's Bad Idea for 2026. We've the urge to write a WWII submarine novel. Each chapter is about a war patrol and centered around one event. There'd be a standard run at a convoy, some daring nighttime surface action, landing commandos, an engagement with a Japanese fishing fleet. The skipper is ROTC. The XO is Annapolis. Lots of crew tension. It may be fun. It may be well written. But it won't sell. Hence its category. Hmmm...we are pleased with our submarine story submission to Violent Blue Yonder.
On the plus side there's a tonne of literature on the US submarine campaign in the Pacific and that'd be fun to devour.
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