Historical Fiction

When It Happens Here

It is a pleasant, early evening on the first day of a three day Columbus Day weekend. You are relaxing on your back deck...

Et Vos Templar

Liber Ignum Per Comburandum Hostes. Recipe 13: Take 1 pound of sulfur, 3 pounds of charcoal from linden or willow, and 9 pounds of...

The Raid at Natchitoches Parish Railhead

The full moon had just crested over the highest peak above the valley-shaped hollow in the Kisatchie hills and began its downward decent. Gasping...

Jist Browsing

How peaceful grows the hazy yon! How myrtle pedaled thou! For spring hath sprung the cyclotron, How high browse thou, brown cow? Walt Kelly...

Tea and Ladyfingers

The sun rose on a clear Monday morning over the weatherworn Edwardian gazebo of Gloucester Commons. Inside the gazebo the Reverend Hollister’s corpse lay...

A Certain Number Of K’in

Such was the warmth and humidity of the noontime that even the howler monkeys with their spine-chilling, deep-throated, prehistoric roaring noise, which always reverberated...