Space Opera With a Twist

Month: November 2018

Misty Memories

Our weather in the last few days has been passing strange.  It’s almost as if Mother Nature is giving us a preview of the coming winter — a weather version of a movie trailer.  We got a dumping of snow sufficient to bring out our snow removal contractor, freezing rain, bitter cold and today, a thaw.  And even though everything is still white, our part of the Great White North is smothered in a thick layer of fog right now.  A gray, damp, foggy Sunday, just the right mix to evoke old memories. 

As we do regularly, Mrs Thomson and I were driving to our gym for ninety minutes of much needed exercise this morning.  Once on the brief stretch of highway, I remarked how this dense, chilly fog reminded me of one particular winter when we lived in what was then the Federal Republic of Germany thirty years ago, during my tour with Canadian Forces Europe (CFE).  The Rhine Valley, in the federal state of Baden-Württemberg where CFE had its bases, was and probably still is famous for its damp, foggy weather, especially in winter.  That particular February, we spent the entire month fogged in.  The only times I saw the sun was when I visited the Langenhard training area which sat at higher altitude and therefore above the fog layer.  Looking out over the valley from up there was a thing of beauty!  This morning, our drive through a brief stretch of farmland bordering the highway, reminded me vividly of driving on the A-5, the autobahn running the length of Baden-Württemberg right to the Swiss border during that February thirty years ago.

In other news, I’m moving right along with Hard Strike (Decker’s War Book 7).  It’s now more than three-quarters done.

Winter is Here

It seems like Mother Nature decided to give up on autumn in our part of the Great White North a few weeks early this year — it’s only mid-November and we’re already in winter’s frigid grip.  Fifteen centimeters of snow fell last Thursday evening into Friday and this morning, it’s minus thirteen degrees Celsius although there’s a lovely ice fog blurring the sunshine.

At least productivity has been good lately.  A few weeks ago, I wrote about needing to reassess where I was going with Hard Strike (Decker’s War Book 7).  I’m happy to say taking a step back improved the story line considerably and I’m now almost caught up again — yesterday I passed the two-thirds completion mark.  Since I’m taking a break from writing for a while over Christmas and New Year’s, I expect to send the manuscript to my editor in early January, when she’s back after her own holidays.  Then, I intend to start work on Ashes of Empire: Imperial Twilight, the first of a planned 3-4 novels in 2019, which will include a sixth Siobhan Dunmoore and a second Quis Custodiet.

Lest We Forget

At the 11th hour, on the 11th day of the 11th month, one hundred years ago, the guns fell silent, ending what had been by then the most murderous war in human history, World War I.  Today, we remember the sacrifice of those who served and especially those who gave their lives then and in all the wars since.

In Flanders Fields