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Archive for August 2010
August 31, 2010 | 
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I’ll be hitting the blogosphere in September to spread the word about Lise Meitner and fission. The tour is being hosted by Pump Up Your Book.
There will be interviews and guest posts by yours truly, and even a podcast.
I’ll have more info on the daily stops as the schedule is firmed up.
Regards,
Tom
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We uploaded Chapter 15 - Breakfast, Cambridge, 1968 - on August 26th.
Chapter 15 - Breakfast, Cambridge, 1968: in which Robert Frisch receives a package and compares himself to Don Quixote.
This is the first chapter in Part Three of fission.
Next time in fission:
World War One: Lise joins the war effort and is sent to the Russian Front.
Chapter 16 of fission is coming soon.
Regards,
Tom
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“Where are we eating?” asked Jackie.
“Luxembourg has plenty of great places to sit and eat,” said Uncle Jim. “But this is Schueberfouer! And at Schueberfouer, we don’t stand on ceremony. We grab a burger or mettwurst, and eat on the go.”
“So we do stand on ceremony.”
“Oh, yes, I suppose we do.”
“Mettwurst?” asked Alex.
“Sausage,” replied Aunt Anne. “A local variety.”
“Ah, mettwurst, there’s nothing else quite like it,” said Uncle Jim.
“I can believe that,” agreed Alex.
“You should have seen him at the Christmas Market,” said Aunt Anne. “Every chance he got, he’d be over there with a mettwurst in one hand and a glass of glühwein in the other.”
“But they’re not available all year round; you have to make the most of the opportunity,” Uncle Jim protested in self defense.
“What do you put on it?” asked Jackie.
“Oh, the same as any sausage: ketchup, mustard, sauerkraut, peppers and onions,” replied Aunt Anne. “Whatever you fancy.”
“And a pair of goggles,” added Uncle Jim. “They have a tendency to spit when you bite into them. If you’re not careful, they can take out an eye.”
The Elf of Luxembourg, Chapter 11 – Schueberfouer
We’re back from our trip to South Dakota; and a great trip it was (apart from the flight delays, missed connections and lost luggage); and I now understand why the Black Hills and Badlands are so special.
Many thanks to the good people of Rapid City for your warmth and hospitality – you really didn’t have to throw the Street Party and Parade for me, but it was a nice gesture. And next time I do a book signing, I’ll remember to bring some books.
In particular, I’d like to say thanks to our hosts, Mike and Carmen of Canyon Lake Resort. Folks, if you like to sit around a camp fire, toasting marshmallows, Canyon Lake Resort is the place to do it.
But now, we’re back in the saddle here at tom weston media, and catching up on things as fast as we can; so I’ll be posting the next chapter of fission in a day or two – promise.
Regards,
Tom
We shall be taking a short break here at tom weston media, to go off to South Dakota and look up Washington’s nose, and other stuff.
The store will remain open to take orders during this absence, but shipping will be delayed until our return on August 23rd.
Regards,
Tom