The Battle of Perryville and a Preview of my New Novel
October 8 is the 157th anniversary of the Battle of Perryville and so it’s an excellent opportunity to announce the title of my new novel: The Perils of Perryville.
I just started Chapter 15 this week. I should have the full rough draft done in a few weeks. I’m hoping to launch it at the beginning of the new year. It seems like a good time for a book launch. Many people are too distracted during the holiday season to read, they’ll have New Year’s resolutions to read more, and perhaps they’ll have Amazon gift cards to burn off!
The Perils of Perryville is the second installment of my 2nd Michigan Cavalry Chronicles series. It is a direct sequel to Rampage on the River; however, I wrote it so that it could be easily understood if you didn’t read the first book.
The Perils of Perryville picks up in the aftermath of the Battle for Island No. 10. It’ll start by explaining what happened on the Confederate side with Kyle, Kathryn, and Liza after they said goodbye to Carl in Rampage on the River. Lieutenant Lathan Woods will return and solidify his role as a villain. Nathan Bedford Forrest will also return along with other historical figures like Albert Sidney Johnston, Braxton Bragg, U.S. Grant, Phil Sheridan, and many others.
The book will also cover a lot more historical events like the Battle of Shiloh, the Fall of New Orleans, the Seige of Corinth, Munfordville, and the Battle of Perryville, as well as several other real skirmishes in between. It’ll also reveal a lot more about the characters including the mystery of Carl’s father as well as Liza and Elijah’s parents.
I’m really excited about it. So far, Rampage on the River is the greatest achievement of my life, but I think The Perils of Perryville is going to be even better. Here is an excerpt:
Preview of
2nd Michigan Cavalry Chronicles: Book II
The Perils of Perryville
Coming soon!
Cold panic poured through Carl as he cowered behind his tree.
“Shoot! For God’s sake, shoot, you idiots!” Captain Newman shouted as he fired his pistol into the rush of approaching men.
Like jumping off a cliff, Carl pushed himself from the tree, turned, and fired the rest of his cylinders into the rush of men with little effect. A heavily bearded man tore after him with his bayonet. Without thinking, Carl deflected the blade with the barrel of his gun, but the man’s forward motion barreled him over and soon, he found himself on his back with the man on top of him, squeezing the air out of his neck. He grabbed at the man’s wrists and struggled to get free, then remembered his pistol. He frantically patted his side until he found it. The bearded man, sensing the new danger, turned to grab the gun. Carl fired as the man pushed his arm away. This caused the bullet to strike the man in the shoulder.
“Aaagh! Damn it!” the man screamed as he fell off and rolled on to the ground in agony, clutching his shoulder. “You shot me, you son of a bitch!”
Carl scurried to his feet, holding his pistol on the man who was reeling in pain. He looked up and saw he was surrounded by scenes of hand-to-hand fighting. Then several of the Rebels started shouting, “Fall back! Fall back!”
All around Confederate soldiers started to look up from their individual fights only to have their faces turn from fury to fear. They quickly disengaged and joined the retreat. The ground began to shake as a heavy rumble took over the sounds of fighting. Carl looked back at his opponent who had gotten to his knees. Still holding his shoulder, the man’s face went white with horror. Carl turned to see the nightmare scene unfolding. Hordes of blue-clad horsemen came thundering through the woods. At the head of the column rode a man with furious blue eyes. He held the reins with his brass claw hand as he hacked his way through the crowd of fleeing Rebels with his saber.
“Good God…” Carl murmured at the terrifying scene.
“Hey, if you ain’t gonna kill me, I’m gettin’ the hell out of here,” the man behind him spoke. Carl turned to see his opponent scramble off with his hand still clutching his shoulder. For a moment, the murderous sight of Klaus reaping men down like wheat gave Carl the urge to run too.
There’s plenty of time to read Rampage on the River if you haven’t yet.
Also, if you’re a regular reader of this blog, I will get back to finishing my How to Write a Novel Series. My computer was down for a few weeks which really set me back. I’m up and running again so I promise to finish that soon. Sorry for the delay and thank you for your patience.
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