Hidebound Hump Day — Cornelis Drebbel 18.1

Hopefully, the demise of the Raven will give them a moment to catch their breath.

Hidebound Hump Day — Cornelis Drebbel 14

Oh Dear, what is Cornelis up to now?

Wednesday, October 24, 2018

Heartfelt thanks to everyone who got on the party bus for the launch of Atonement in Bloom! I can’t tell you how much I appreciate everyone who hosted the launch post, reblogged, allowed me to use images, and otherwise helped me promote my new novel. If you missed the launch, don’t worry. The double-decker bus is still rolling! Just click the back arrow at the bottom of this post. Beep-beep yeah!

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Welcome back to the spontaneously written, #SteamPunk serial, Copper, the Alchemist, and the Woman in Trousers. Maybe you’ve heard me mention that I seem to have a physical need for color. I used to wear black occasionally — it’s a color. However, I’ve seen so very, very much of where I’ve lived this past decade, that I mostly avoid it now. If I wear…

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Hidebound Hump Day — Cornelis Drebbel 13

Glad to see Cornelis back, but did “the Woman in Trousers” make a mistake by revealing them?

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Wednesday, October 17, 2018

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It’s Hidebound Hump Day, and another episode of Copper, the Alchemist, and the Woman in Trousers. There was not a Straightlaced Saturday chapter last week, so today we pick up where we left off a week ago.

Remember I’ve mentioned that this serial was originally presented as a “culinary” mystery. All of the random “things” that drove this spontaneously written chapter were food related. How do you think I used all those food things to create a story?

Previously with Copper, the Alchemist, and the Woman in Trousers

Chapter 12.

The alchemist’s head cold continued to wreak havoc with magical sneezes. However, that didn’t keep our heroes from noticing that someone or some thing was headed their way. Felicity and Cornelis argued about whether or not they should make a stand. Then the woman in trousers noticed that Copper wasn’t there…

All aboard!

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Hiedbound Hump Day — Cornelis Drebbel 12

Ribs good food but not ideal to rain upon one.

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Wednesday, October 10, 2018

Cover Copper Alchemist Woman n Trousers Welcome back to Hidebound Hump Day, and another episode of Copper, the Alchemist, and the Woman in Trousers. My blog-writing time is limited to the weekend, and it was a very busy one. So without further ado, here’s chapter 12.

Previously with Copper, the Alchemist, and the Woman in Trousers

Chapter 11.

Felicity thought one of the voices she heard back at the Hixon estate could have belonged to Sheriff Alvin Bullard. Thanks to the magically juiced road locomotive, Copper, the alchemist, and the woman in trousers outdistanced the three presumably hostile groups that pursued them. However, when the speeding engine took a turn too fast, the woman and the skull of the alchemist ended up in the frigid waters of the river. The resultant head colds for those two temporarily stalled their adventure. Not to mention the strange things that rained down when the…

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Straightlaced Saturday Day — Cornelis Drebbel 11

I prefer pancakes to frogs. Poor Cornelis!

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Saturday, October 6, 2018

Steampunk woman Noel Nichols Unsplash.png Welcome back to Hidebound Hump Day, and another episode of Copper, the Alchemist, and the Woman in Trousers. If you enjoyed my 1920s stories about Paisley Idelle Peabody, aka Pip — keep an eye out. My characters begin to feel left out when I start new stories. Keep an eye out in this episode.

This time we finish with the last in the set of “three things” — Airtights.

Previously with Copper, the Alchemist, and the Woman in Trousers

Chapter 10.

Felicity pieced events together and concluded that their foes were after the priceless Leonardo da Vinci papers that were hidden inside the owl-shaped lamp. She also figured out that a familiar voice she heard (when they came dangerously close to one group of their pursuers) belonged to Sheriff Alvin Bullard.

We are about to learn how they came to be surrounded by old crates and…

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