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Randall’s Ramblings, July 20, 2023

As predicted, it’s been another steamy week. While there were a few episodes of thunder, there wasn’t enough rain to break into the heat cycle. The upcoming week is supposed to be 87-96, with thunderstorms predicted for today and tomorrow.

Deer and wild turkeys continue to visit on a near-daily basis, along with the regular retinue of birds and squirrels. There was one wild turkey who made a couple of appearance with four young ones. Not sure what they’re called, but it was fun watching them run around.

This past week was the MLB All-Star game. Going into the break, the Detroit Tigers lost four consecutive games. I had hoped they would resume their winning ways, but they’ve lost two more since the break. Their record is now 59-40. At least they’re still in first place  in the American League’s Central Division, with a 11 game lead ahead of second place Cleveland. Today, Detroit plays the Texas Rangers. Hopefully, they can snap their losing streak and  roar back!

“Start writing, no matter what. The water does not flow until the faucet is turned on.”― Louis L’Amour.  Compliments of https://www.nicolemgulotta.com/blog/25-inspirational-quotes.

So who was born on this date in history? Let’s find out who in the writing world was born on July 20th, the twenty-ninth Sunday of 2025 and the third one in July. (Compliments of https://www.onthisday.com/birthdays/).

Imam Al-Bukhari [Muḥammad al-Bukhari], Islamic scholar and compiler of Hadith (Sahih al-Bukhari); Francesco Petrarch, Italian poet (Italia Mia); Arnaud d’Ossat, French diplomat and writer; Aleksander Fredro, Polish poet and comedy writer (Pan Jowiolski); John Sterling, Scottish writer; Augustin Daly, American playwright and theatrical manager; George Otto Trevelyan, British statesman and biographer; Erik Axel Karlfeldt, Swedish poet (Nobel Prize for Literature 1919-refused; 1931-posthumous); Otto Blumenthal, German mathematician, journal editor (Mathematische Annalen, 1906-38) and university professor; Gustave Charlier, Belgian literary historian and critic; Richard Billinger, Austrian poet and writer (From Where I Came); Maurice Gilliams, Belgian writer and poet (Maria’s Life);Dilys Powell, English film critic and travel writer (Descent from Parnassus); Molly Keane, Irish writer, and playwright; George Johnston, Australian journalist and novelist “My Brother Jack”; Hans Lodeizen [Johannes Frederik], Dutch poet (Het innerlijk behang (The Inner Wallpaper)); Thomas Berger, American novelist (Vital Parts, Little Big Man); Pavel Kohout, Czech-Austrian playwright (Poor Murderer), poet, novelist (I Am Snowing), and dissident (Charter 77); Donald Moffitt, American sci-fi author (The Jupiter Theft; The Genesis Quest); Cormac McCarthy, American Pulitzer Prize-winning novelist (The Road, All the Pretty Horses; No Country for Old Men);and Uwe Johnson, German writer (Gruppe 47).

Any names familiar to you? There weren’t any for me this week.  Whether you recognize anyone on the list or not, if today’s your special day I hope you have a great one!

My Work In Progress

I’m still busy editing chapters in the manuscript of Harding’s Challenge: The Great Rebellion based on reader feedback. All chapters are now posted to the two online subscription sites I use. There were another five new chapter reviews this week, bringing the total to 264. As always, plenty of feedback to improve the story.

Here’s another snippet:

After Lincoln finished his morning reading and writing in the upstairs office, Mary snuck inside and composed a letter to Jefferson Davis.

My Dear President Davis,

Your Mosby Raiders are causing quite the consternation here in Washington. I overheard Abraham talking to several congressmen about four raids in Fairfax County earlier this month. If my tallies are accurate, Mosby and his men captured almost one hundred men, killed five others, and wounded over fifteen. Furthermore, they made off with fifty-eight horses and a quantity of arms and equipment.

Abraham can’t know I’m sending this to you, but congratulations are in order for these daring raids.

Mary

***

White House of the Confederacy

Richmond, Virginia

April 24, 1863

President Davis read through the document written by the Confederate Congress and frowned. “This tax-in-kind will rile up the population. However, we need to seize food, fuel, slaves, and other commodities to support our brave soldiers. The farms won’t take kindly to donating ten percent of their corn, wheat, and sweet potatoes.” He rubbed his beard as he studied Latimer’s face. “But what are we to do?”

Latimer remained stoic. “I do not see any other choice, Jefferson. I am sure some fake agents will steal crops and use them to increase their profits.”

“You always get to the crux of the matter, Latimer.” Davis signed the order. “That’s one thing I like about you. I also want to thank you for the assistance you provided to Mosby. But, now I want you back with General Lee.”

Latimer nodded. “I will do your bidding.”

***

The Battle of Chancellorsville

May 1863

Latimer rushed to General Lee’s tent. When he was permitted to enter, he handed over several images. “General, I do not pretend to know anything about military tactics. However, my birds have captured the movements of the Union army as they prepare to cross the Rappahannock River. If what I have learned from you and the other officers is of any use, splitting your forces to counter the Yankee army might crush them.”

Lee nodded. “I concur with your assessment, Latimer. I shall give the order.”

On May 2nd, General Stonewall Jackson’s corps conducted a flanking march that routed the Union forces.

Later that day, one of his aides called Latimer into the tent. “Can you get a message to General Lee? Stonewall’s been injured by his own men during nighttime firing. I am fearful for his life.”

“Of course. I shall see the general presently.”

Five days later, General Lee’s forces were successful in driving General Hooker’s Union army away from Richmond. Three days later, Lee was summoned to Jackson’s tent. When he entered, he observed what he assumed was the pending death of his friend.

General Stonewall Jackson died of pneumonia on May 10th. His last words were, “Let us cross over the river and rest under the shade of the trees.”

***

Greenwich, Virginia

May 29, 1863

Mosby’s Raiders continued to harass Union forces, but without Latimer by his side, losses began to mount. Mosby led forty of his men to derail a supply train. A fierce battle ensued, forcing him to retreat. He lost six men killed, twenty wounded, and ten captured.

Twelve days later, Mosby and one hundred of his men crossed the Potomac River at Seneca, Maryland. He had more success here and routed a company of the Sixth Michigan Cavalry and burned their camp.

***

After Lincoln had left the upstairs office to meet with several members of Congress in the Oval Office in early June 1863, Mary raced inside. She found maps and notes for an upcoming fortification by Union soldiers which could lead to a major defeat for the Confederacy. Glancing around to ensure she was alone, Mary quickly jotted down pieces of information and crafted a letter.

My Dear President Davis,

This will likely to be my final letter for the foreseeable future as I feel Abraham is getting suspicious about my questions and interest in the war. However, I stumbled across information I feel is too important to you not to risk my life.

It is my fervent belief that General Hooker is planning to attack Richmond. Among Abraham’s papers was a reference to a place in Pennsylvania—Gettysburg. Is there some way for our brave Confederate troops to launch an attack on this location and lead the Yankees away?

I pray for your continued success.

Mary

More next time.

This brings us to an end for another week. I hope you found something of interest. If you have any suggestions for a topic you’d like to read about, please let me know. Until the next time, thank you for reading and hope you drop in again.

© Copyright 2025 Randall Krzak. All rights reserved

Randall’s Ramblings, July 13, 2025

It’s been another steamy week. While there were a few episodes of thunder, there wasn’t enough rain to break into the heat cycle. The upcoming week is supposed to be 88-94, which thunderstorms predicted on four days.

Deer and wild turkeys continue to visit, along with the regular retinue of birds and squirrels. Yesterday, there was a young buck staring at the house and in the background we could seen a fawn hiding with the other does.

Over the past week, the Detroit Tigers played six games, winning three and losing three. Their record now stands at 59-37, and they’re still in first place in the American League’s Central Division, with a 11.5 game lead ahead of second place Minnesota. Today, Detroit plays their final game before the All-Star break. After a well-deserved rest, I hope they roar back!

“There is something delicious about writing the first words of a story. You never quite know where they’ll take you.” ―Beatrix Potter. Compliments of https://www.nicolemgulotta.com/blog/25-inspirational-quotes.

So who was born on this date in history? Let’s find out who in the writing world was born on July 13th, the twenty-eighth Sunday of 2025 and the second one in July. (Compliments of https://www.onthisday.com/birthdays/).

Wilhelm Heinrich Wackenroder, German writer (Fantasies about Art); John Clare, English poet (Poems Descriptive of Rural Life and Scenery); Gustav Freytag, German writer and playwright (Debit and Credit); Isaak Babel, Russian writer, playwright and journalist (Red Calvary); Kenneth Clark, English art historian (Civilisation); Charles Scribner IV, American literary publisher; David Storey, British novelist and playwright (This Sporting Life); Peter Gzowski ‘Mr Canada’, Canadian broadcaster, writer and reporter; Wole Soynka, Nigerian playwright and poet (Road, Kongi’s Harvest-Nobel 1986); ean-Pierre Plooij, Dutch writer and playwright (Duvelsmoer verhalen; Patience; Bird House); Cameron Crowe, American journalist (Rolling Stone), film director (Almost Famous; Jerry Maguire), and screenwriter (Fast Times at Ridgemont High); and Ian Hislop, British writer, satirist and editor of Private Eye.

Any names familiar to you? There were two for me this week: John Clare and Charles Scribner IV.  Whether you recognize anyone on the list or not, if today’s your special day I hope you have a great one!

My Work In Progress

This week, I continued editing chapters in the manuscript of Harding’s Challenge: The Great Rebellion based on reader feedback. All chapters are now posted to the two online subscription sites I use. There were another eight new chapter reviews this week, bringing the total to 259. As always, plenty of feedback to improve the story.

Here’s another snippet:

Latimer, Lester, and Amos entered the grounds of Oakham Farm near Middleburg, Virigina. Lester and Amos each drove a team of horses pulling supply wagons while Latimer rode with Lester.

An armed guard near the gate raised a hand. “What can I do you for?”

“We are here on behalf of President Davis.” Latimer studied the guard’s face. “Colonel Mosby is expecting us.”

“Any who are you?” The guard chewed on his tobacco and spat.

“My name is Latimer.” He gestured to Lester and Amos. “The brave Confederate boys are my aides.”

“Why didn’t you say so? The colonel is likely in the parlor in the main farmhouse.”

“Thank you.” Latimer motioned Lester forward.

Amos followed.

At the farmhouse, Lester and Amos stopped near the steps leading to the porch.

“Wait here.” Latimer climbed down, dashed up the steps, and knocked on the door.

Moments later, the door swung inward.

Another armed guard stood at the entrance. “Are you “Latimer?”

“Yes.” Latimer gestured toward the wagons. “My aides are waiting for me.”

“The colonel is waiting for you in the parlor. Second door on the right. Just go right in.”

Latimer nodded and headed where he was directed.

Tall, with a trimmed beard and wavy black hair, Mosby noticed Latimer and waved him forward. “Welcome, Latimer. The president and General Lee have told me wonderful stories about your machines. Will they really help the South win the war?”

“You will still require intelligence from your spy network, but, yes, I will be able to tell you what the Yankees are doing.”

Mosby approached Latimer and clasped him on the shoulder. “Welcome to Mosby’s Raiders.” He chuckled. “We are formally called Rangers, but I prefer the term raiders cuz that is what we do.” He led Latimer to a sofa and gestured for him to sit.

Latimer did as instructed, leaning forward after sinking in the soft cushions.

“We have a raid planned near Chantilly in a few days. One of our sources in Washington informed us about Union-mounted pickets from the 18th Pennsylvania Cavalry in the area. If we are lucky, we will chase them away while grabbing their horses and weapons.”

Latimer nodded. “I can launch one of my birds and check on the pickets.”

“Excellent.” Mosby grinned. “No need for a demonstration now. Just do your work when the time comes.”

“You must realize I cannot provide details as the fighting unfolds. Once I recover one of my birds, I must develop the film and print the images before I can share them with you.”

Mosby pursed his lips. “How long do you reckon that will take?”

“Not long—perhaps two hours.”

Mosby sighed. “Okay, if that is what it takes, I will welcome your information, and we will respond accordingly.”

Two days later, Latimer developed the film from one of his birds.

Mosby studied the images as he stroked his pointed beard. “I reckon at least nine Yankees are milling about.” He turned to one of his aides. “Deploy the men.”

After a brief encounter, Mosby’s Raiders captured nine Yankees and made off with their horses and weapons before fading back into the woods.

The following day, Latimer reported a large force of Yankee cavalrymen were approaching Middleburg. “Appears to be around two hundred men.”

“We will stay out of the town until they leave. Once they depart, we will attach from the rear.”

After a brief clash, Mosby and seven of his men left the area. Both sides had captured three of their opponents.

***

President Davis grinned as he read the telegram handed to him by Confederate Secretary of State Judah Benjamin.

Dear President Davis,

I am pleased to notify you and Secretary of State Benjamin about our resounding success on January 31st in scattering the Union fleet off Charleston. The CSS Chicora and CSS Palmetto State slipped out of the harbor and attacked the Union blockade. While inflicting severe damage to some Union ships and minor damage to others, both of our ships returned to the harbor unscathed.

The Charleston ‘iron-clad’ fleet is a force to be reckoned with.  

General P.G.T. Beauregard

Davis stood and paced his office before returning to his desk, facing Benjamin who sat across from him. “This is the naval victory we needed. I shall announce to foreign powers, especially England and France, that the Confederate Navy stopped the Union blockade of Charleston. Perhaps this will convince them to support us in our time of need as we require their assistance with equipment and supplies. I hope England and France will not use Lincoln’s Emancipation Proclamation against us.”

Benjamin nodded. “I shall do my utmost to gain their official recognition. I do not believe any other countries will help us unless they agree first.”

This brings us to an end for another week. I hope you found something of interest. If you have any suggestions for a topic you’d like to read about, please let me know. Until the next time, thank you for reading and hope you drop in again.

© Copyright 2025 Randall Krzak. All rights reserved

Randall’s Ramblings, July 6, 2025

Happy 4th of July! Hope everyone has a safe and joyful weekend!

Did you now the national anthem began life as a poem? “The Star Spangled Banner” was written by Francis Scott Key during the war of 1812, when he witnessed the British bombardment of For McHenry in Baltimore on 14 September 1814, and saw the American flag still flying the next morning.

“The Star Spangled Banner” became the national anthem in 1931. Compliments of https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Sta....

Our thoughts and prayers go out to those in Texas who have lost loved ones and property as a result of the devastating floods.

The Detroit Tigers won four games and lost two this week, bringing their record to 56-34. They extended their lead over second place Minnesota to 12.5 games. Way to go Tigers!

Chanticleer Reviews posted an article on their website this week, highlighting the 2024 Chanticleer Internal Book Awards Global Thrillers grand prize winner and the first place winners, which includes my novel, Frozen Conquest. Click here to check out the article. Who know–you might find your next favorite author!

New Release

I’m please to announce the release of my ninth novel, Mission: Yemen, Xavier Sear Thriller Book 2. It’s now available across the Amazon network in e-book and paperback versions. Here’s what a couple of beta readers had to say about the novel:

Another thrilling outing for Xavier Sear as he is sent to the lawless and war torn streets of Yemen to help try to rescue the kidnapped daughter of a local man.  Krzak skillfully paints a picture of the sights, sounds culture and food of the country as Sears and his team battle the local Houthis in their search attempts. – John J. Delaney Author of the Jurassic Jemma Trilogy.

 Jump into a world of intrigue where chaos and order struggle for supremacy over a young Yemeni family. And experience the culture, pain, and excitement of the war-torn nation of Yemen. Venture into this well researched and crafted world where Xavier Sear works with local allies to save a family from destruction. – G. Clapsaddle, Author.

So who was born on this date in history? Let’s find out who in the writing world was born on July 6th, the twenty-seventh Sunday of 2025 and the first one in July. (Compliments of https://www.onthisday.com/birthdays/).

Verner von Heidenstam, Swedish poet and novelist (Charles Men, Nobel 1916); Eino Leino, Finnish poet; osef Winckler, German dentist and writer (Quadriga, Pumpernickel); Frederica Sagor Maas, American playwright and screenwriter; Heinrich Harrer, Austrian mountaineer and author (Seven Years in Tibet); Unica Zürn, German writer and artist; Bert Voeten, Dutch journalist and poet (Crossing); Françoise Mallet-Joris, Belgian writer (Signs & Wonders); Hans-Jürgen Heise, German writer; Emily Nasrallah, Lebanese writer and women’s rights activist (Birds of September, A Cat’s Diary); Bessie Head, Botswana writer (When Rain Clouds Gather, Maru, A Question of Power); Wadih Sa’adeh, Lebanese-Australian poet (Laysa Lil Massa’ Ikhwah); ohn Byrne, American author and artist of superhero comic books (X-Men); Hilary Mantel, English novelist (Wolf Hall); and William Wall, Irish writer (This is the Country).

Any names familiar to you? There weren’t any for me this week.  Whether you recognize anyone on the list or not, if today’s your special day I hope you have a great one!

My Work In Progress

This week, I continued editing chapters in the manuscript of Harding’s Challenge: The Great Rebellion based on reader feedback. All chapters are now posted to the two online subscription sites I use. There were another three new chapter reviews this week, bringing the total to 251. As always, plenty of feedback to improve the story.

Here’s another snippet:

Latimer knocked on President Davis’s door and waited for a summons, which wasn’t long in coming.

“Enter.”

Latimer opened the door and stared at the Confederate president.

Davis shook a newspaper, his eyes dark with anger. “What in tarnation is that Lincoln thinks he’s doing? His Emancipation Proclamation from January 1, 1863, states all slaves still in areas of rebellion are now considered free. Damn, his abolitionist—”

“Take it easy, Jefferson. You’ll waste away with grief reading that hogwash. There is no way he can say all slaves are free. Well, he can, but that does not make it so. It did not work in 1861 or 1862 when Congress passed acts stating all slaves employed against the Union were to be considered free, nor slaves of men who supported the Confederacy were to be considered free. That is why we are at war with the cotton-picking Yankees.”

Davis chuckled. “You do have a way with words, Barnabas. Thank you for your perspective.” Davis motioned to a chair. “Have a seat. I want to discuss a proposal with you.”

Latimer sat. “What do you have in mind?”

“I met with General Lee the other day. He was very impressed with a young scout by the name of John S. Mosby under Jeb Stuart’s command. Lee thinks Mosby’s efforts with Stuart to disrupt Yankee communications and supplies between Washington, D.C. and Fredericksburg while acquiring provision for their forces should be expanded upon.”

Latimer nodded. “Sounds like a golden opportunity to strike at the Yankees.”

“Indeed. Stuart, with Lee’s concurrence, authorized Mosby to form a new command of partisan rangers to harass the Yankees.” Davis chuckled. “The unit goes by the name of Mosby’s Rangers. I want you to join Mosby and support him as you have for Lee and other officers.”

Latimer nodded. “This would be a good place for me to commence using some new machines.”

“What do you have in mind?”

“I have been working on my mice and trying to enlarge them. Being with Mosby would allow me to field-test my new designs.”

“Excellent idea. You need to be aware I have issued special rules for the partisans. They will share in the spoils of war but not have any camp duties. Furthermore, they will reside among the civilian population rather than a specific location and only be called upon when Mosby has another raid planned.”

“Makes sense to me. Where do I find Mosby?”

“Check with General Lee as he should know. The last I heard, Mosby was still at Oakham Farm near Middleburg. I understand he will wait until after the spring thaws before recommencing his raids.”

“In that case, I shall head to Middleburg and find him. If you have no objections, Lester and Amos will accompany me.”

“I assumed that to be the case. If you require any additional assistance, please let me know.”

More next time.

This brings us to an end for another week. I hope you found something of interest. If you have any suggestions for a topic you’d like to read about, please let me know. Until the next time, thank you for reading and hope you drop in again.

© Copyright 2025 Randall Krzak. All rights reserved

Randall’s Ramblings, June 29, 2025

It was a sweltering week, with temperatures ranging from 93-99. On Wednesday evening, there was a thunderstorm overhead for twenty-five minutes. When it started to move away, thunder could still be heard in the area an hour later. A similar storm hit on Thursday, but shorter–only about forty minutes and not overhead. On Saturday afternoon, we had another one. Overhead, it was clear blue sky but the rumbling of thunder could be heard for over an hour. There was rain associated with the first two storms, but it remained dry on Saturday.

The Detroit Tigers had a better week, winning four games and losing two, bringing their record to 52-32. The extended their lead over second place Cleveland to 10.5 games. Way to go Tigers!

As we prepare for the upcoming 4th of July weekend, I thought I’d remind readers of the significance of the date. It commemorates the ratification of the Declaration of Independence by the Second Continental Congress on July 4, 1776, establishing the United States of America.  Here are some patriotic quotations beginning in 1775. You might recognize the quotations and/or the authors. Compliments of https://www.americanrevolution.org/quotes/.

“Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? Forbid it, Almighty God! I know not what course others may take; but as for me, give me liberty or give me death!” – Patrick Henry, 1775

“Stand your ground; don’t fire unless fired upon, but if they mean to have a war, let it begin here.” – Captain John Parker, 1775

“We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.” – Declaration of Independence, 1776

“We must all hang together, or assuredly we shall all hang separately.”– Benjamin Franklin, 1776

“These are the times that try men’s souls. The summer soldier and the sunshine patriot will, in this crisis, shrink from the service of their country; but he that stands by it now, deserves the love and thanks of man and woman.” – Thomas Paine, 1776

“I have not yet begun to fight!” – John Paul Jones, 1779

Enjoy your week and the festivities you plan to participate in!

So who was born on this date in history? Let’s find out who in the writing world was born on June 29th, the twenty-sixth Sunday of 2025 and the fifth and final one in June. (Compliments of https://www.onthisday.com/birthdays/).

Giacomo Leopardi, Italian poet and philosopher (The Poems of Leopardi); John Newton Brown, American publisher and Baptist teacher; James Harvey Robinson, American historian (Ordeal of Civilization); Francis Brett Young, British physician and writer (White Ladies); Virginia Pope, American fashion editor (New York Times); Antoine de Saint-Exupery, French writer, poet and pioneering aviator (The Little Prince), born in Lyon, France; Manuel Altolaguirre, Spanish poet and publisher (La lenta libertad); Paul Lebeau, Flemish writer (Last Rose, Xanthippe); John Toland, American political writer (Rising Sun, Pulitzer 1971); Frédéric Dard, French writer (San-Antonio); Vasko Popa, Yugoslavia-Serbian poet (Heaven is a Side Issue); Don Rosa, American comic book writer and illustrator (Scrooge McDuck, Donald Duck); Matthew Weiner, American television writer and producer who created Mad Men; and Colton Dunn, American comedian, writer and actor (Superstore).

Any names familiar to you? There weren’t any for me this week.  Whether you recognize anyone on the list or not, if today’s your special day I hope you have a great one!

My Work In Progress

This week, I continued editing chapters in the manuscript of Harding’s Challenge: The Great Rebellion based on reader feedback. All chapters are now posted to the two online subscription sites I use. There were only two new chapter reviews this week, bringing the total to 248. As always, plenty of feedback to improve the story.

Here’s another snippet:

Elizabeth joined Mary in the small sitting room adjacent to Mary and Abraham’s bedroom.

Mary sat at a writing desk situated in a corner between two windows. The desk held two rows of pigeonholes for incoming and outgoing correspondence. “Welcome back, Elizabeth.”

She smiled. “Thank you. President Davis sends his compliments to you.” She handed Mary a letter.

My daring Mary,

Thank you for entrusting your friend to be a conduit between us. Your information has been vital in the Confederacy securing victories we might otherwise not have won. However, I must caution both you and Elizabeth to be very circumspect in your endeavors, as I would not want anything untoward to happen to you. Nor do I want to come between you and your husband.

Your friend, Mary O’Neill Greenhow, sends her greetings. I had the splendid opportunity to share a meal with her and her daughter, Little Rose, upon her exchange for several Union soldiers, and she is residing in Richmond. I have called upon her to handle a mission of great import to the Confederacy, and she has agreed. Next summer, she will embark on a diplomatic mission to France and Britain to garner support and funds to aid our efforts.

One day, the war between the North and the South will be over. I hope at that time to dine with you and thank you in person for your support of our cause during these perilous times.

With great admiration,

Your servant,

Jefferson

Mary turned to Elizabeth. “Did you read it?”

“Yes. President Davis let me read it before he sealed the envelope.”

“Should I have the opportunity to dine with him in the future, I insisted you must be in attendance, too.”

Elizabeth smiled. “Thank you, Mary. You are a dear friend.”

“And so are you.”

***

Mary reread the letter she had received from her half-sister, Emilie Todd Helm. Tears dripping down her face, she crumpled the single sheet of paper into a ball and tossed it into the fire.

As she watched the letter brown before bursting into flames, she thought about her half-brother, Alexander Humphreys Todd. What a waste of a previous life and to be snuffed out by friendly fire during the Battle of Baton Rouge. May God have mercy upon his soul.

More next time.

This brings us to an end for another week. I hope you found something of interest. If you have any suggestions for a topic you’d like to read about, please let me know. Until the next time, thank you for reading and hope you drop in again.

© Copyright 2025 Randall Krzak. All rights reserved

 

Randall’s Ramblings, June 22, 2025

Happy Belated Summer Solstice and Happy Summer! Friday was the longest day and shortest night in the Northern Hemisphere. It’s also the first official day of summer.

The past week has seen temperature continue to rise into the low nineties with high humidity. There has been a few thunderstorms and showers, sometimes both. Unfortunately, the rain doesn’t seem to temper the humidity. The next week is supposed to see ever hotter temperatures, approaching 100 degrees. Starting today and for at leas the next eight days, it’ll feel like it’s 101-106. Yikes!

The Detroit Tigers had a mixed week, with only two wins and four  losses, bringing their record to 48-30. Fortunately, the other teams in the American League Central Division didn’t fare much better, so Detroit still has an eight game lead over second place Cleveland. Fingers crossed that the Tigers can roar back this coming week!

“No tears in the writer, no tears in the reader. No surprise in the writer, no surprise in the reader.” – Robert Frost. Compliments of https://getfreewrite.com/blogs/writing-success/55-motivational-writing-quotes.

So who was born on this date in history? Let’s find out who in the writing world was born on June 22nd, the twenty-fifth Sunday of 2025 and the fourth one in June. (Compliments of https://www.onthisday.com/birthdays/).

Jacques Delille, French poet and translator (The Gardens’: A Poem); Henry Rider Haggard, British author (King Solomon’s Mines, She, Dawn); Frank Damrosch, German-American author and music teacher (founded NY Musical Institute of Musical Art, later Julliard); Franz de Backer, Belgian writer (White Enemy; Ruben’s Daughter); Erich Maria Remarque, German novelist (All Quiet on the Western Front); Willem Jacobus du Plooy Erlank (Eitemal), South African poet and professor in Afrikaans and Dutch literature at the University of Stellenbosch; Anne Morrow Lindbergh, American author and aviator (Gift from the Sea); Lilo Hardel, German writer; Cicely Saunders, English nurse, physician and writer who founded the first modern hospice; Abbas Kiarostami, Iranian author and director (Under the Olive Trees, Close Up, Taste of Cherry); Octavia E. Butler, American sci-fi author (Hugo, Wild Seed); Danny Baker, English writer and radio DJ; and Dan Brown, American author of thriller fiction (The Da Vinci Code).

Any names familiar to you? There were two for me this week: Erich Maria Remarque and Dan Brown. Whether you recognize anyone on the list or not, if today’s your special day I hope you have a great one!

My Work In Progress

This week, I’ve been busy editing chapters in the manuscript of Harding’s Challenge: The Great Rebellion based on reader feedback. All chapters are now posted to the two online subscription sites I use. There were eight new chapter reviews this week, bringing the total to 246. As always, plenty of feedback to improve the story.

Here’s another snippet:

Mary Todd Lincoln, a native of Kentucky, clutched the newspaper in her hand. She reread the article before tossing the paper in the fire, turning to one of her closest friends, black seamstress Elizabeth Keckley. “I cannot believe the audacity of that newspaper. Imagine saying my stepbrother died at the hands of my husband’s mercenaries. Instead, they paint me as a vulgar person trying to mimic European fashions. Little do they know my heart still belongs to the South.”

“Which stepbrother were they referring to, Mary?”

“Samuel. He joined the Confederate Army when the war began and served in the 24th Louisiana Infantry.” She wiped tears from her eyes. “He was killed in action at the Battle of Shiloh.”

Elizabeth stepped forward and took Mary’s hands. “I am so sorry for your loss.”

A look of steely determination crossed her face. “I must do what I can to help the South, even if it means going behind Abraham’s back.”

“What will you do?”

Mary shook her head. “I do not know—yet. I will never betray my husband or the Union. But there must be something I can do for the brave Confederate soldiers. Perhaps ‘Wild Rose’ may have an answer.”

“But, Mary, isn’t Rose Greenhow still in the Old Capitol Prison?”

May nodded. “Yes, she is. However, Abraham let it slip one evening that Rose will be exchanged for several Union prisoners of war. I believe her network is still operational, so there might be someone who can help us.”

“I think I know just the person.” Elizabeth smiled.

“Who?”

“Me.”

“What are you saying, Elizabeth?”

“Mary, I carry messages for you to President Davis, if that is your wish.”

“I-I must think about this. I couldn’t bear to lose you.”

More next time.

This brings us to an end for another week. I hope you found something of interest. If you have any suggestions for a topic you’d like to read about, please let me know. Until the next time, thank you for reading and hope you drop in again.

© Copyright 2025 Randall Krzak. All rights reserved

Randall’s Ramblings, June 15, 2025

Happy Father’s Day to all the fathers. Did you know there are several countries where father’s Day is celebrated on the third Sunday of June.  In addition to the United States, Canada, the United Kingdom, India, and Mexico celebrate today. The use of the third Sunday in June was inspired by a woman named Sonora Smart Dodd in 1910, who wanted to honour her father, a single parent who raised six children. She believed that just like Mother’s Day, fathers too deserved recognition. June was chosen because it was the birth month of Sonora’s father. compliments of https://www.fluorescentstudios.in/blogs/fluorescent-stories. I hope all fathers have an enjoyable day!

The past week has seen temperature in the upper eighties with high humidity. There has been thunderstorms and showers almost every day or evening; sometimes both. Unfortunately, the rain doesn’t seem to temper the humidity. Another thunderstorm is predicted for this afternoon. 

The Detroit Tigers continue their winning ways, with four wins and two loses this week, bringing their record to 46-26. As a result, they are now nine games ahead of second-place Minnesota in the American League’s Central Division. Keep going, Tigers!

“Close the door. Write with no one looking over your shoulder. Don’t try to figure out what other people want to hear from you; figure out what you have to say. It’s the one and only thing you have to offer.” – Barbara Kingsolver. Compliments of https://getfreewrite.com/blogs/writing-success/55-motivational-writing-quotes

So who was born on this date in history? Let’s find out who in the writing world was born on June 15th, the twenty-fourth Sunday of 2025 and the third one in June. (Compliments of https://www.onthisday.com/birthdays/).

Hiob Ludolf, German orientalist (Historia Aethiopica, Grammatica Aethiopica); François-Xavier Garneau, French Canadian notary, poet, and historian (Histoire du Canada / History of Canada; Konstantin Balmont, Russian writer; Ramon Lopez Velarde, Mexican poet (La Sangre Devota); Wilbert Awdry, British Anglican cleric and children’s writer (Thomas the Tank Engine); Cees Bantzinger, Dutch cartoonist and illustrator; Hilda Terry [Theresa Hilda D’Alessio], American cartoonist (Teena) and first female member of the National Cartoonists Society; Saul Steinberg, Romanian-American cartoonist and illustrator (The New Yorker); Marshall Field IV, American newspaper publisher (owned Chicago Daily News); Amy Clampitt, American poet (The Kingfisher); Erland Josephson, Swedish actor, dramatist and author (The Sacrifice, Utflykt); aime Sabines, Mexican poet (Tarumba, Maltiempes); Ray Coleman, British author (biographies of John Lennon, Paul McCartney, Eric Clapton, Brian Epstein, and Phil Collins), and music journalist (Melody Maker); Brian Jacques, British author; Xaviera Hollander [de DeVries], Dutch call girl, brothel keeper, and author (The Happy Hooker); Robert Keppel, American detective and author (Signature Killers); and Adam Rapp, American playwright and author (Red Light Winter).

Any names familiar to you? There was one for me this week: Wilbert Awdry. Whether you recognize anyone on the list or not, if today’s your special day I hope you have a great one!

My Work In Progress

This week, I’ve continued editing chapters in the manuscript of Harding’s Challenge: The Great Rebellion based on reader feedback. All chapters are now posted to the two online subscription sites I use. There were eighteen new chapter reviews this week, bringing the total to 238. As always, plenty of feedback to improve the story.

Here’s another snippet:

President Lincoln stared at the man seated in front of his desk. “I issued a war order in January authorizing the Army of the Potomac to launch a unified attack against the Confederacy under your command. Why have you not done this?”

General George McClellan cleared his throat. “I—I, Mister President, may I remind you that at the time, I recommended a two-month postponement before I attacked Richmond.”

“You overstep yourself, sir. Of course, I remember. However, the two months have passed, and I’m unaware of any movement toward the Confederate capital.” Lincoln stood and gazed through the curtains outside. “I’m disappointed that the insurgent leader still roams as a free man.”

Lincoln sighed as he returned to his desk, picked up a letter, and handed it to General McClellan. “Sir, you try my patience. Do as I order in that letter, or you shall be replaced forthwith.”

“Yes, Mister President.” McClellan jumped to his feet and saluted. “By your leave, sir.” He dashed from the room.

***

Latimer stood on the banks of Newport News, Virginia. He glanced at the crowd of Confederate supporters assembled to witness the first naval engagement between ironclad ships and shook his head. They’re liable to be victims if the ships miss each other and the rounds fly through the air.

He launched one of his birds and directed it toward a scuttled Union frigate, the U.S.S. Merrimac, now rechristened as the C.S.S. Virginia.

The battle ensued between a new Union ironclad ship, the U.S.S. Monitor, and the Virginia. Smoke filled the air, blocking sight of the two ships.

Latimer’s bird circled the Monitor, taking photos of the revolving turret housing two eleven-inch Dahlgren guns. These blasted away at the Virginia, firing its three nine-inch Dahlgren bow guns.

Later, when Latimer retrieved his bird and developed the film, he found neither ship had caused much damage to the other. After hours of shelling, both ships retreated, with the Monitor heading to the Union-held Fort Monroe while the Virginia steamed toward her home port at the Gosport Naval Yard in Portsmouth.

Although Latimer’s bird did record hits on the Monitor’s armored pilothouse, it was still battle-worthy. “Jumpin’ Jehoshaphat!” He continued to study the image of the Virginia and found it had suffered some damage with a number of loosened armor plates and a riddled smokestack, which reduced her speed but she was still ready for a fight.

Stepping to the tent flap, Latimer opened it. “Lester, come here.”

Lester stepped inside the tent. He lost the lower part of his left arm in the First Battle of Bull Run to a Yankee cannonball. Still short of his eighteenth birthday, assisting Latimer was his way of remaining in the fight against the Yankees. “Yes, suh?”

“Please begin loading the wagon. As soon as my new images are dry, I want to head to Richmond and give them to President Davis.”

“Yes, suh. Right away.”

More next time.

This brings us to an end for another week. I hope you found something of interest. If you have any suggestions for a topic you’d like to read about, please let me know. Until the next time, thank you for reading and hope you drop in again.

© Copyright 2025 Randall Krzak. All rights reserved

 

Randall’s Ramblings, June 8, 2025

It’s hard to believe, but exactly fifty-two years ago today, I graduated from high school. Where have all the years gone?

It’s been getting warmer each day over the past week, hitting 91 degrees before a thunderstorm came into the area last night and cooled things a little bit. More rain and another thunderstorm is predicted for today, along with high winds.

The Detroit Tigers played seven games this week, winning four and dropping three. Their record is now 42-24. Despite a lack luster week, they’ve clung onto first place in the American League Central Division, with a seven-game lead over 2nd place Minnesota. For now, Detroit also has the best record in MLB. Go Tigers!

“I get a lot of letters from people. They say, ‘I want to be a writer. What should I do?’ I tell them to stop writing to me and get on with it.” – Ruth Rendell. Compliments of https://getfreewrite.com/blogs/writing-success/55-motivational-writing-quotes.

So who was born on this date in history? Let’s find out who in the writing world was born on June 8th, the twenty-third Sunday of 2025 and the second one in June. (Compliments of https://www.onthisday.com/birthdays/).

Robert Schumann, German pianist, composer (Humoresque), and music critic (Neue Zeitschrift für Musik – New Journal for Music); Charles Reade, English novelist (Cloister & Hearth); ohn G. Bennett, British scientist and author; H. J. Friedericy, Dutch author (Last General); Albe [Renaut A. Joostens], Flemish writer (Andalusian Diary); Gerrit Cornelis Berkouwer, Dutch theologist (Dogmatic Studies); Marguerite Yourcenar, French-American novelist (Memoirs of Hadrian, The Abyss); Brian Coffey, Irish poet (Avent); Aleksandr Tvardovsky, Russian poet and editor in chief (Novyj Mir); John W. Campbell, American sci-fi writer (Moon is Hell); David Cox, British medievalist, historian and mountaineer; Kurt Barthel [KuBa], German writer and political activist; Gwen Harwood, Australian poet (The Lion’s Bride); Malcolm Boyd, American Episcopal Priest, author and civil rights activist; Kate Wilhelm, American fiction author (Hugo Award: Where Late the Sweet Birds Sang); Ivan V. Lalić, Serbian poet; Hans G. Helms, German writer and composer; Elizabeth A. Lynn, American sci-fi author (Watchtower, Red Hawk); Sara Paretsky, American crime writer (V. I. Warshawski novels); and Scott Adams, American cartoonist (Dilbert) and author.

Any names familiar to you? There wasn’t any for me this week. Whether you recognize anyone on the list or not, if today’s your special day I hope you have a great one!

Cover Reveal

I received the cover for Mission: Yemen this week from http://www.darngoodcovers.com and I’m very thrilled with it. Within the next month or so, Mission Yemen will go live on Amazon. In case you’ve missed it in the past, here’s what will be on the back of the paperback:

Xavier Sear is thrust into a new adventure when he accepts an under-the-table assignment from a longtime friend and former boss, Ron Vincent. A former CIA operative, Sear takes on any and all missions that appeal to his sense of justice.

Abdullah Bashari, a retired Yemeni geologist who dabbles in archeology is embroiled in the bitter struggle between the Houthis and the government. He reaches out for help to save his family. A wealthy man, he offers to reveal a damaging secret Saudi Arabia is trying to keep hidden.

Life-threatening danger abounds as Sear visits Yemen and creates a plan to help Bashari’s family escape. However, Hussein Khan al Mishari, a young Saudi prince, threatens to undo Sear’s intervention in pursuit of his own deadly game. Who will be victorious?

My Work In Progress

This week, I’ve been busy editing chapters in the manuscript of Harding’s Challenge: The Great Rebellion based on reader feedback. All chapters are now posted to the two online subscription sites I use. There were twenty-seven new chapter reviews this week, bringing the total to 220. As always, plenty of feedback to improve the story.

Here’s another snippet:

Latimer processed the latest images taken by two of his birds. He shook his head as he began counting Confederate soldiers being led away. “Must be over six hundred.” He wiped the tears from his eyes. “I must get word to President Davis.” He prepared a dispatch for the president and called for a rider.

***

Minor skirmishes continued between the Union and Confederate soldiers. The first year of the war came to a close as snow fell.

Latimer pulled his coat tighter, trying to ward off the extreme cold. He stood and stomped his feet to warm himself as he glanced around his temporary lodgings with the Confederate troops. Opening the tent flap, Latimer launched one of his birds. Might as well get some images for President Davis.

The bird soared above the bivouac.

Latimer directed it over the camp, bringing it back to him after several photographs were taken. He processed the film and studied the results.

Some soldiers were busy with close-order drills pushed on them by their officers. Others stood around small fires trying to warm themselves.

Latimer sat at his small writing desk and wrote a letter.

Dear Mister President,

I enclose several images of our brave Confederate soldiers as they endure the winter hardships. Cold, deep mud, rain and snow are their constant companions. Their silent response to the conditions bring me to tears. These are tears of pride as our men’s dedication to the cause does not waver.

Yours respectively,

Latimer

More next time.

This brings us to an end for another week. I hope you found something of interest. If you have any suggestions for a topic you’d like to read about, please let me know. Until the next time, thank you for reading and hope you drop in again.

© Copyright 2025 Randall Krzak. All rights reserved

Randall’s Ramblings, June 1, 2025

After going through a few weeks with hardly seeing any deer and wild turkeys, they must have found their way back. Each day, we now see multiple deer and turkeys, not in the numbers we used to, but still there’s as many as eight deer and about 8 turkeys. Of course, the squirrels and birds are still visiting in their normal numbers. It’s always a treat to see the wildlife.

The Detroit Tigers had a better week. They played another six games over the past week, winning five while only dropping one. Their record is now 38-21. They are still on top of the American League’s Central Division with a six game lead over Cleveland and Minnesota. Kansas City if another game behind, while the Chicago White Sox are in the cellar, 19.5 games out. Roll on Tigers!

“Imagination is everything. It is the preview of life’s coming attractions.” – Albert Einstein. Compliments of  https://getfreewrite.com/blogs/writin....

So who was born on this date in history? Let’s find out who in the writing world was born on June 1st, the twenty-second Sunday of 2025 and the first one in June. (Compliments of https://www.onthisday.com/birthdays/).

Francesco Scipione, marchese di Maffei, Italian archaeologist and dramatist (Merope); Ferdinand Raimund, Austrian actor and playwright (The Spendthrift, The Maid from Fairyland); William Wilfred Campbell, Canadian poet (Beyond the Hills of Dream, Ian of the Orcades); António Feijó, Portuguese poet and diplomat; John Masefield, British writer and poet (Salt-Water Ballads), Poet Laureate (1930-67); John Drinkwater, English poet and playwright (Abraham Lincoln); Charles Kay Ogden, British writer, philosopher, and linguist (Basic English, The Cambridge Magazine); John Van Druten, English playwright (I Remember Mama, I am a Camera); Bill Deedes [William Francis Deedes], British politician, journalist, and editor of The Daily Telegraph (1974-86); Povel Ramel, Swedish singer, pianist, author, composer, and comedian (Ratataa or Staffan Stolle Story, The Great Amateur); Dilia Díaz Cisneros, Venezuelan teacher and poet; Christopher Lasch, American historian and author (The Culture of Narcissism); Philo Bregstein, Dutch writer and film director (The Past that Lives, In Search of Jewish Amsterdam); Gerald Scarfe, British illustrator (The Sunday Times; The New Yorker: Pink Floyd’s “The Wall”); Tom Mankiewicz, screenwriter (Diamonds are Forever); Ralph Morse, British actor, singer and writer of historical dramas; Ahron Bregman, Israeli author, journalist, and Arab–Israeli specialist (The Fifty Years War: Israel and the Arabs; A History of Israel); and Amy Schumer, American comedian, writer and producer (Inside Amy Schumer).

Any names familiar to you? There was one  for me this week: Amy Schumer. Whether you recognize anyone on the list or not, if today’s your special day I hope you have a great one!

My Work In Progress

Things are going full steam ahead with Harding’s Challenge: The Great Rebellion. All chapters are now posted to the two online subscription sites I use. There were twenty-three new chapter reviews this week, bringing the total to 193. As always, plenty of feedback to improve the story.

Here’s another snippet:

As planned, the following morning Stringham’s ships opened fire on Fort Clark.

Before long, Confederate forces fled from the fort and raced down the beach to Fort Hatteras, leaving Butler’s soldiers and marines’ unfettered access.

During the previous evening, Flag Officer Samuel Barron, Chief of Coastal Defenses in Virginia and North Carolina. He watched the 7th NC Volunteers abandon the fort without a fight and shook his head. He turned to one of his aides. “Take as many of our men as possible and proceed to Fort Hatteras.”

“What about you, sir?”

“As soon as we spike the guns with nails, we will follow.”

Before long, the Union fleet turned their attention to Fort Hatteras. A heavy bombardment began, lasting for three hours.

Flag Officer Barron adjusted the bandage on his arm, which covered a wound caused by shell fragments. “Will someone put up a white towel or a sheet to signal our surrender? I can’t bear to see any more of our brave men suffer the consequences of this folly.”

“I think we should hold onto the fort.” Captain John Thomas Cohoon, commander of Fort Hatteras, frowned. “I informed Colonel Martin earlier that we required more men to man the cannons and attack the Yankees.”

“Pray tell, where is the good colonel?”

Cohoon swallowed. “He went onto the mainland earlier to request aide form Portsmouth.”

“I see.” Barron gritted his teeth. “As the senior officer, I’ve decided we will surrender. See to it.”

“Yes, sir.”

Shelling continued throughout the day. Eventually, a white flag was raised.

Barron called a council of war. “How many men have we lost?”

Cohoon studied his feet. “Four dead, sir. Another thirty have severe injuries.”

“Very well.” He wrote a note and handed it to Cohoon. “Have someone take this to the Yankees.

“Yes, sir. I shall take it myself.” Cohoon saluted and left.

When he approached the Union positions, he was halted at gunpoint. “I have a note of surrender from Flag Officer Barron. I’m Captain Cohoon. Who’s in charge here?”

“General Butler.”

“Take me to him.”

Two Union soldiers stepped forward, aiming their weapons toward Cohoon. They marched him to where General Butler sat inside a tent.

“General, a Reb wants to see you. Says he has a surrender note.”

The general waved the man forward and held out his hand. “Give me the message.”

Cohoon handed the note to the general, saluted, and stepped back.

Butler read the note before crushing it into a ball. “No. Tell your commander only unconditional surrender is acceptable.”

“Yes, sir.” Cohoon saluted again before he was led away.

***

Latimer processed the latest images taken by two of his birds. He shook his head as he began counting Confederate soldiers being led away. “Must be over six hundred.” He wiped the tears from his eyes. “I must get word to President Davis.” He prepared a dispatch for the president and called for a rider.

More next time.

This brings us to an end for another week. I hope you found something of interest. If you have any suggestions for a topic you’d like to read about, please let me know. Until the next time, thank you for reading and hope you drop in again.

© Copyright 2025 Randall Krzak. All rights reserved

Randall’s Ramblings, May 25, 2025

Happy Memorial Day weekend to those celebrating. Did you know that Memorial Day was first called Decoration Day, because it was when people went to local cemeteries and decorated the graves of military personnel who had died in the line of duty. It was first celebrated in 1868. One hundred years later, Congress changed the observance to the last Monday in May, but the name wasn’t changed to Memorial Day until 1971.  Memorial Day endures as a holiday which most businesses observe because it marks the unofficial beginning of summer.  No matter what your traditions are for this weekend, have an enjoyable one!

The Detroit Tigers played another seven games over the past week. They won three of them and lost four, including three losses in a row. Their record is now 33-20. They are still on top of the American League’s Central Division with a three game lead over Cleveland and Minnesota.

“I can shake off everything as I write; my sorrows disappear, my courage is reborn.” – Anne Frank. Compliments of https://getfreewrite.com/blogs/writing-success/55-motivational-writing-quotes.

So who was born on this date in history? Let’s find out who in the writing world was born on May 25th, the twenty-first Sunday of 2025 and the fourth and final one in May. (Compliments of https://www.onthisday.com/birthdays/).

Claude Buffier, French philosopher and historian; Ralph Waldo Emerson, American essayist and philosopher (Concord Hymn); Jacob Burckhardt, Swiss cultural historian; Jules de Geyter, Belgian poet (International); Naim Frashëri, Albanian poet and writer; Johann Baptist Singenberger, Swiss composer, music teacher, editor and publisher of liturgical music; William Maxwell Aitken, Lord Beaverbrook, Canadian English newspaper publisher (Daily Express); Elsa Maxwell, American writer (Jack Paar Show); Miles Malleson, British stage and screen actor, and writer (Kind Hearts and Coronets; Postman’s Knock); Robert Willem Pieter Peereboom, Dutch editor in chief (Haarlem Newspaper); Dirk Vansina, Flemish playwright (Verschaeve Gives Evidence); Bennett Cerf, American publisher (Random House) and panelist (What’s My Line); Gustav Regler, German writer; Kazi Nazrul Islam, Bengali poet, musician, revolutionary and philosopher; Theodore Roethke, American poet (Words for the Wind); Dan Wolf, American journalist, writer, and editor (founder of The Village Voice); John Weitz, American author and fashion designer (Friends in High Places); Rosario Castellanos, Mexican poet (Balún Canán); Robert Ludlum, American spy novelist (Bourne Identity); John Gregory Dunne, American writer (Up Close & Personal, True Confessions); Raymond Carver, American poet and short story writer (Furious Season); David A. Hargrave, American game designer and writer known as The Dream Weaver (Arduin); David A. Hargrave, American game designer and writer known as The Dream Weaver (Arduin); Bob Gale, American screenwriter (Back to the Future); Eve Ensler, American playwright (The Vagina Monologues); Edward Lee, American writer (Mr. Torso); Dorothy Straight, American 4-year-old author (How the World Began); and Poppy Z. Brite [Billy Martin], American author (Lost Souls, Drawing Blood).

Any names familiar to you? There were two  for me this week: Ralph Waldo Emerson and Robert Ludlum. Whether you recognize anyone on the list or not, if today’s your special day I hope you have a great one!

My Work In Progress

Things are progressing nicely with Harding’s Challenge: The Great Rebellion. All chapters are now posted to the two online subscription sites I use. There were thirty-four new chapter reviews this week, bringing the total to 170. As always, plenty of feedback to improve the story.

Here’s another snippet:

The following morning, Latimer set up his makeshift workshop. After storing his automatons, spare parts, and his supplies, he turned to his new assistant. “Private Jameson. Please find us a barrel of water. Also, if you can rustle up some coffee, I sure could use some.”

“Yes, sir.” Jameson rushed from the tent.

The tent flap rustled as someone shoved it aside.

Latimer glanced up and stood when he saw General Beauregard. “Good morning, General.”

“Do you have everything you need?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Excellent. I think it’s time to get one of your birds in the air. A picket reported he heard enemy movement.”

“Right away, General.”

Three hours later, Latimer handed four images to General Beauregard. “Sir, the Yankees are amassing. Here’s proof.”

Beauregard studied the images. “I wish you could provide images faster.” He sighed. I suppose that isn’t possible, is it?”

“No, General.” Latimer shook his head. “Even what I have created is far beyond anything else available at the present.”

“Okay, Latimer. Keep ‘em coming. In the meantime, we shall begin deploying our forces and go after the Yankees.”

For the next four hours, cannon fire and rifle fire echoed across the river. Thick smoke filled the valleys, making it difficult to see. The battle ebbed and flowed, with both sides giving ground and taking from the enemy.

Late that afternoon, Colonel Stuart and his cavalry entered the fray. They threw the Yankees into disarray and confusion, causing chaos among the mass of Union regiments. Before long, the Yankees turned tail and headed back to Washington.

The Confederate troops cheered, and fired their weapons into the air, as they celebrated their first victory of the war.

General Beauregard returned to his command tent. He surveyed his commanders, many who were covered with bandages and blood splatters. He nodded. “Well done, gentlemen. We made the Yankees chase their tail. However, at what cost?”

General Johnston stood. “Sir, I believe we suffered almost one thousand seven hundred casualties. But, the Yankees lost even more.”

The tent flap was thrust aside.

President Davis stepped inside and approached Beauregard. “General, what are your men doing here? Why didn’t they chase the Yankees clear back to Washington while you had the chance?”

“I—”

“We must learn from this first encounter with the enemy. I fear it will not be the last one.” A grim smile creased his face. “At least this will show the Confederacy is a force to be reckoned with.”

“Yes, sir, Mister President.”

Later, the Confederate press would label the Yankee retreat as the, “Great Skedaddle.”

More next time.

This brings us to an end for another week. I hope you found something of interest. If you have any suggestions for a topic you’d like to read about, please let me know. Until the next time, thank you for reading and hope you drop in again.

© Copyright 2025 Randall Krzak. All rights reserved

Randall’s Ramblings, May 18, 2025

On Thursday morning about two a.m., I happened to look out the window of the back bedroom. There were seven deer grazing in the moonlight. Although their coats are brown at this time of year, they appeared to have silvery coats in the moonlight. It was a great treat to see.  On Saturday morning, just before eight a.m., there were deer foraging. Tommy, one of our three rescue cats, was busy watching them from our enclosed deck when a loud clap of thunder disturbed the calm setting. Like a bolt of lightning, Tommy scampered inside and ran into the garage to hide. He didn’t re-appear for at least an hour. Poor Tommy! Is this where the term, scaredy-cat, came from?

The Detroit Tigers played another six games over the past week. They won four of them and lost last twot. Their record is now 30-16. Not only are they on top of the American League’s Central Division with a four game lead over Minnesota, right not they have the best record in the MLB. Go Tigers!

“Whatever course you decide upon, there is always someone to tell you that you are wrong. There are always difficulties arising that tempt you to believe your critics are right. To map out a course of action and follow it to an end requires some of the same courage that a soldier needs. Peace has its victories, but it takes brave men and women to win them. ” – Ralph Waldo Emerson. Compliments of  https://getfreewrite.com/blogs/writin....

So who was born on this date in history? Let’s find out who in the writing world was born on May 18th, the twentieth Sunday of 2025 and the third one in May. (Compliments of https://www.onthisday.com/birthdays/).

Omar Khayyám, Persian mathematician (cubic equations), astronomer (Jalali calendar, basis of the Persian calendar), poet (quatrains), and philosopher; Stefano della Bella, Italian printmaker; Nicolas-Marie-Charles Barbier de la Serre, French soldier, invented the use of raised dots for writing (Louis Braille later used); John Wilson, Scottish writer and literary critic; Sydir Vorobkevych, Ukrainian composer, poet, newspaper editor, and Orthodox priest; William Heinemann, English publisher (Heinnemann); Franiska [Franny] zu Reventlow, German writer and feminist; Ernst Wiechert, German writer (The Simple Life); Gunnar Gunnarsson, Icelandic writer (The Church on the Mountain); Rudolf Carnap, German American philosopher (German Logical Positivist); Juan José Domenchina, Spanish poet and interpreter (sombra desterrada); Michael Berry, Baron Hartwell, British newspaper proprietor, journalist and editor in chief of the Daily Telegraph (1954-85); Charles Wintour, English journalist (The Evening Standard; Francois Nourissier, French journalist and writer (Un petit bourgeois; La crève); Barbara Goldsmith, American author (Little Gloria…Happy At Last); Fred Saberhagen, American sci-fi author (Book of Swords; Berserker stories); Olzhas Suleimenov, Kazakh poet, writer and anti-nuclear activist (Nevada-Semipalatinsk); W. G. Sebald, German-born writer (Austerlitz); Stuart Gannes, American writer (Fortune); and Diane Duane, American sci-fi author (Door into Fire).

Any names familiar to you? There was one for me this week: Omar Khayyám. Whether you recognize anyone on the list or not, if today’s your special day I hope you have a great one!

My Work In Progress

All gears are going full steam as progress with Harding’s Challenge: The Great Rebellion continues. All chapters are now posted to the two online subscription sites I use. There were twenty-eight new chapter reviews this week, bringing the total to 136. As always, plenty of feedback to improve the story.

Here’s another snippet:

In mid-July, Brigadier General Beauregard brought his horse to a halt near the bivouac his men had laid out. He jumped off and tossed the reins to an aide before strolling into his command tent.

Several men sitting around the able jumped to their feet.

He waved them to their seats as he studied a map of the Manassas area. He pointed. “I want a defensive position laid out along the south bank of the Bull Run River. We’ll guard a stone bridge on the left, since we’re only about twenty-miles from Washington.” Beauregard glanced around the table. “Where’s Brigadier General Kirby Smith? Hasn’t he arrived yet with the 4th Brigade?”

A tall, thin man with thick busy chops extending to either side of his mouth, stood. “Sir, I’m Colonel Francis Bartow. General Smith is still with Brig. Gen. Joseph Johnston and the other brigade commanders. They will arrive within twenty-four hours.”

Beauregard nodded. “Thank you. How come you’re already here?”

The general wanted me to support Colonel. J. E. B. Stuart’s arrival. He brought about three hundred Virginian cavalrymen with him.” He pointed toward the tent’s entrance. “They are bivouacked out yonder.”

“Excellent.” Beauregard glanced at the others. “Gentlemen, you are dismissed. See to your commands and prepare for battle. We shall attack the Yankees as soon as General Johnston arrives. I expect the Yankees will outnumber and outgun us, but our Southern ingenuity and our bull-headedness will see us win the battle.”

After the officers departed, a civilian remained seated. “Excuse me, General. President Davis asked me to speak with you.”

“And you are?”

The man stood. “Sorry, General. I’m Barnabas Latimer. I’ve designed some machines—I call them automatons—which you might find of some interest.”

The general waved Latimer to a seat and sat across from him. “I did hear a rumor about this. Can you show me?”

Latimer nodded. “Of course, General.” He picked up a pouch and extracted a ten-inch by ten-inch image.” I used one of my machines to capture your arrival.” He slid the image across the table.”

As Beauregard studied the image, his jaw dropped. “How in tarnation did you manage this, Latimer? I didn’t spot anyone following me.”

Latimer reached back into the pouch and extracted a palm-sized bird from it. The bird sat on the table chirping and flapping its wings before taking flight, flying around the tent before landing near the general’s hand.

“Sir, you are a genius!” Beauregard chuckled. “How many of these critters do you have?”

“I made six, General, along with some mice.”

The general nodded. “With your—what did you call them?”

“Automatons.”

“With your automatons, we’ll be able to track the Yankees and learn their plans.”

“Yes, General. Except, I need to be nearby to control them and print out what they capture with their onboard cameras. To do this, I shall require a tent, some supplies, and an assistant.”

The general rubbed his hands together. “Give me a list of what you require and you shall have it.”

More next time.

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