Showing posts with label Books. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Books. Show all posts

Friday, January 12, 2024

New Fiction, Maybe ...

Batalla de Rocroi
Augusto Ferrer-Dalmau
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I've been toying with the idea of starting a new fictional story, this time based upon history. Specifically the history of the Thirty Years War. Lots of angles there, lots of potential for plots, sub-plots, and intrigues, and of course there will be combat.

Here's the background ...



This was sparked by the memory of one of my favorite movies ...



I know, it might seem a little ambitious, but I don't intend to cover the entire war. Well, we'll see. (Mustn't be hasty!)

In other news ...

I seem to be on the mend, coughing less, sleeping more, getting through the week fueled by The Missus Herself's hot ginger and date tea with honey. Soothing, helps the cough, eases the wear and tear on the throat.

Though a short week, it felt really long (after two weeks plus off, even a three day week can feel very long). But I got back into the swing of things, my work still fascinates me, and I got to see my colleagues and friends. There are some who I sincerely miss when I'm away. It's good to be back in the saddle with them. They make tolerating the more boorish colleagues much easier.

But a three day weekend is at hand, and I mean to celebrate every minute of it ...

In bed, sleeping!

Oh, the wild life we seniors lead!

Een oude man slapend¹
Rembrandt (PD)

And dontcha know, it's the anniversary of my nuptials. How my lovely wife has tolerated me for nearly half a century remains one of life's great mysteries. But hey, I love it! (And her, of course.)



¹ An old man sleeping (Dutch)

Saturday, September 30, 2023

No Fiction, Book Reports!

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Taking a break from Korea, because I can, that's why. Anyhoo, I've been reading the book above for the past couple of weeks. (What? Geez Sarge, it's only 250 pages! Well, with keeping the blog up and running and working at the paying gig, I don't have as much time for reading as I used to.)

A superb account of the Battle of Tsushima in May of 1905. The book also talks of the voyage of the Czar's Baltic Sea fleet from the Baltic to the Sea of Japan. An amazing voyage which ended with the destruction of that fleet at the aforementioned battle. Poor bastards had lost their Far East fleet already so they had to send the Baltic Fleet, which the Japanese also destroyed.

They were making their way to Vladivostok, they never made it. A fascinating account, well told in only 250 pages.

The Russo-Japanese War, of which Tsushima was a part, established Japan as a power to be reckoned with, something we'd have to deal with 36 years after Tsushima.

Admiral Togo's flagship, Mikasa
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I highly recommend the book, which I got from our very own John Blackshoe. Thanks, JB!

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Now after my trip to Antietam (a birthday gift from The Nuke), I've been haunted by that battle. When a friend of mine over on the Book of Faces mentioned the book above, I had to go out and get it. (Figuratively speaking of course, I got it on Amazon.)

It's a hefty book, 976 pages, but from the snippets I read, well worth a place in my library.

Really looking forward to reading this!


In other news ...

Another reason you're not getting another episode of fiction is that The Missus Herself and Your Humble Scribe were out to dinner Friday night at a rather nice Portuguese place over in New Bedford. Antonio's Restaurant to be exact, which a colleague of mine recommended to me. (Saturday is The Missus Herself's birthday, so some friends bought us dinner in honor of that event. So a two-fer, great food, and it was free!)

The paella was encroyable, or perhaps I should say that in Portuguese, incrível. No matter the language, it was delicious. Lobster, shrimp, scallops, mussels, clams, beef, chicken, and of course saffron rice. No veggies in this one, truth be told I didn't really notice.

So I'm stuffed. We had the paella for two, which actually would feed our entire family. (I should have listened to my colleague who said, "Get the paella for one, there's enough for two, trust me." On the upside, I get to have paella again this weekend!)

Anyhoo, that's all for now. Back soon, maybe we'll be in Korea still, I don't know. I'm feeling a bit shellshocked over this series!

Ciao!



Sunday, January 8, 2023

Books, Books, Books

Here it is, not a week into the year and I've got nine new books, all gifted to me by my daughters, directly and indirectly, so to speak.

The books up above were all written by Andrew W. Field, MBE, a former British Army officer. The book at the top of the photo above drew my attention as it purported to describe the battle of Waterloo from the French perspective.

What's that you say, the winners write the history books? Well sure, they do, but they don't always. Napoléon wrote extensively on the Waterloo campaign (his last) though he wasn't exactly unbiased in how he saw things. Or remembered things, as the case may be.

All of the books I've read on Waterloo cover the major happenings in that battle, but usually with eyewitness accounts written by British soldiers. Sure the odd Frenchmen wanders into the accounts, but for the most part all of the material is from the men who wore the red coat. (Blue in the artillery and for a number of cavalry units.)

One could make the argument that Wellington didn't so much win the battle, what he did do was manage not to lose the battle. Huh, how's that Sarge? What on earth are you babbling about?

See, here's the thing.

Napoléon and his army came bustling up the road to Brussels, determined to split the Anglo-Allied army (under Wellington) from the Prussian army (under Blücher) as both armies together outnumbered the force available to the Emperor.

This is something the France managed to do, so that on the 18th of June, 1815, the army under Wellington faced the army under Napoléon at something of a disadvantage in numbers and experience. Many of the men in the Anglo-Allied army had fought under Napoléon not so long ago. Wellington couldn't be sure that those men wouldn't flock to the Emperor at the first reverse.

But through masterful use of the ground, Wellington held on. Held on until the Prussians, marching through miserable terrain, joined Wellington's right flank and ruined Napoléon's plan.

Field's book, Waterloo, The French Perspective, describes this very well. Unlike other books, this account concentrates on the French, what they saw, the moves they made. A superb account. Based on this one book, I bought the other six in that picture above. Note the titles, there's even one looking at the battle through the eyes of Wellington's allies. I'm looking forward to that one!

Waterloo, The French PerspectiveFire & Steel, and Hitler's Winter, The German Battle of the Bulge, were all gifts from LUSH. She asked for a list of suggestions, I gave her three books, any single one of which would have been a superb Christmas gift. Lucky me, she got me all three.

Note that Hitler's Winter is written from the German perspective. Again, most books I've read on the battle are from the American perspective. Again, I wanted to see what was going on on the "other side of the hill." Looking forward to reading this one.

As for Fire & Steel, this is part of a series on WWII by Peter Caddick-Adams. I have the first two - Sand & Steel (which covers D-day and the fighting up to late fall 1944), and Snow & Steel (which, as you might imagine) covers the Battle of the Bulge. The latter book was recommended to me by a retired armor officer whose opinion I have great respect for. Buying the book, solely on that recommendation, increased my respect for the man. The book was excellent, as was Sand & Steel.

Now the lower six books in the first picture were purchased with a gift card I received from The Nuke. My daughters made sure that my Christmas this year would be a literary one. Well done, ladies, well done.

In other news

I am going through Almost a Lifetime, my novel of WWII, after incorporating most of the edits I received from those of you who volunteered to take on that weighty task. I'm tweaking things here and there, such as removing the German Tiger tank gunner from the British Firefly he somehow wound up in, and other weird anomalies. (Not that many, the editors caught most of that.)

I'm enjoying the reread, so I guess the book is "okay." Okay? I think it's bloody outstanding, but I'm not exactly unbiased,

Reminds of my last trip to Sandy Eggo when I told my boss out there that I had written a book ...

"Is it any good?" he asked.

"Well, I think so." I answered.

Not sure how one should answer a question like that, honestly I suppose. So yes, I think it's a damned good book. Others might not agree, but we shall see.

Provided I get this final editing done and get it published!

Anyhoo, that's all for now.

Cheers.