Club High Castle Pre-Pandemic

As Thanksgiving approaches (with lightning speed, I might add), I’ve been walking down memory lane and revisiting past holidays. As the years go by, fewer and fewer stick out in my mind (what can I say? It’s a side effect of getting older ;) ), but there will always be a select few that I’ll always remember and treasure forever. One of the few I can still picture in vivid detail was my first Thanksgiving away from home. It was 1999, and I was fresh out of Basic Training. That September, I was sent to Keesler AFB in Biloxi, Mississippi for tech school . I volunteered for the drill team  right out of the gate. I loved the marches, formations, my teammates, and the comradery; hell, I loved everything about Keesler. To this day, I look fondly on the time I spent there. Let's fast forward to November of that same year because this will end up being a novel if I don’t! The powers that be did what they could to let us go home for the holiday, but this isn’t an ideal world, and

It’s that time of year again, folks! NaNoWriMo is back! Last year I jumped in with vague impressions of a story and sank, but this year, I’ve got myself an outline, a plot, and an ending. Sisters: Behind the Iron Eagle , take two! I don’t know if the political climate is right for the original Sisters . I started it before a certain election. And despite the fact that I have disclaimers plastered everywhere, I am still wary about publishing it. I don’t want to give up entirely because I put a lot of research into it, and let me tell you, researching Evil in WWII will make your gut churn. I understand why Philip K. Dick couldn’t bring himself to dive deep into the horrors and atrocities of the Third Reich for his unfinished sequel to The Man in the High Castle . From Wikipedia, The Man in the High Castle [book] : Dick said that he had "started several times to write a sequel", but progressed little, because he was too disturbed by his original research for The Man