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Blog postBeijing in China is called Peking in the book, and Tianjin is called Tientsin. Why?
北京 in Chinese can be approximated or mispronounced in many different ways. When Wilton (in the book) was there in 1970, it was Peking in English. Now it’s Beijing. In another twenty years it will probably be something else — Banjan for instance. The same goes for Tientsin/Tianjin.
People whose primary language is English mangle foreign names in at least four ways. -
Blog postAfter you’ve written a book, (or while you’re writing it — if you’re that confident that you will finish it) — someone has to design a cover. This wasn’t necessary until the middle of the last century or so. Until then books were pretty plain on the outside.
You’ve seen the ebook cover for Cold Morning Shadow. Here’s the final single-image design for the front and back (and spine) of the printed book.
I did it myself, and why not? If you read all the on-line advice about book -
Blog postWhen I started to write Cold Morning Shadow in January 2019, of course I opened a word processor and began typing away. I began writing Fire, Wind & Yesterday in 1989 using Microsoft Word on an “IBM” computer. As I was finishing it in 2017, I was using Pages on a Mac. But I ran into trouble converting it to Kindle format using Kindle Create. Some Hebrew and Greek characters, used only in the Prelude (Foreword), failed to make the coversion. I switched the entire manuscript to Open Office,
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Blog postwith Preceding Remarks WANT TO READ THE EBOOK BUT YOU DON’T HAVE A KINDLE? EMAIL ME AND REQUEST AN EPUB OR PDF EDITION AT NO CHARGE. (UNFORTUNATELY, DUE TO ARRANGEMENTS WITH AMAZON, I CAN’T PROVIDE A KINDLE EDITION THIS WAY.) Cold Morning Shadow © 2020 by David A. Woodbury. All rights reserved.
First Edition
ISBN 9798612816188
Published in the United States of America by DamnYankee.com
Cold Morning Shadow is a work of fiction in two parts, Lucky Diamond a -
Blog postDownload a PDF of the free sheet music for personal use. This song is copyrighted. It cannot be resold, presented in a paid performance, or modified without permission from the author, David A. Woodbury (contact). Always Loving YouDownload Wilton, one of the four main characters Cold Morning Shadow, lands in Vietnam in 1969 as a soldier. Unable to sleep one night, he sits outside the barracks and begins a letter to the girl he hopes is waiting for him back home.
I’ll let him desc
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Blog postSuccess has a simple formula: Do your best and people may like it.
— Sam Ewing. Well, Sam Ewing, that’s what I did. I hope a few people like it. And for anyone who is reading this now, I would enjoy connecting with you by email or Facebook. Even if you have nothing to say but Hi that’s just fine. Maybe let me know if you’re thinking about reading Cold Morning Shadow or if you have already started it, or anything else. Or just Hi.
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Blog postIn the novel, Cold Morning Shadow, three cars are prominent players. It doesn’t really matter what makes and models I might have chosen to include; many others could have filled those roles. But these are the automobiles I chose for their character.
Bayleine, the 1954 Buick Roadmaster 4-door Not the first to appear in the novel but the first I want to discuss is a 1954 Buick Roadmaster. The Comosh family has dubbed her Bayleine, although no one in the story gets the credit for n -
Blog postThe fly wants the credit.
Around twenty thousand years ago, sheets of ice thousands of feet thick lay over northern reaches of Europe and Asia, and over all of Canada and New England, spreading as far south as Ohio, the Dakotas, and Washington state. When this ice was at its greatest depth, perhaps a mile in thickness, the water in the oceans worldwide was about 300 feet lower than today.
This is commonly called the ice age, although geologists and climatologists tell us it wa -
Blog postFrom Eliza Wyman (Porter) Sweet (1807-1881) to her son, Andrew Jackson Sweet (1837-1892), lamenting that, at age 17, he has left home to roam.
Dear Son thou wast my hearts delight
The morn of life was gay and cheerly
That morn has rushed to sudden night
Without thee thy fathers house is dreary
I held thee on my knee dear son
And kisst thee ore and oer again
But ah thy little day of love is done
Thou art thy own man roaming
Dear lovel -
Blog postMY 80 FAVORITE BOOKS, A LIST
actually many more than eighty, but that’s what it set out to be
Readers like to share books. Some readers collect them too. One wall of the biggest room in our house is all books. But there are as many more, altogether, lined up on random shelves in other rooms.
Beth and I are readers. We each have some books that we will never part with, although we might lend them. We pick up new ones almost every week — thank -
Blog postThe asterisk: I sometimes append the asterisk when referring to myself.
I describe myself as an activist for individual rights, an advocate of peace through mutual tolerance if not acceptance, and a champion of social justice through personal responsibility. As a pacifist, I nonetheless support an individual’s right, with whatever force it might take, to defend himself immediately and decisively from physical assault or affront to property or liberty. To put it in the conv -
Blog postLaïsha and Kolyek
Pinea
At last I raised my head. Simonos stood before me and raised outstretched arms to receive me. I was almost too drained to rise. But I did, we hugged, and he kissed my cheeks. Behind him stood Euthymios. I hugged him, too. I was afraid to look at Laïsha, but finally I glanced at the bed. No Laïsha. She had moved to stand behind Euthymios. She was leaning on Simonos and he on her.
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Blog postThe Dregovichian Hunter and the Pig
Perenemansk and Pinea
“There are things I have to tell,” I said when I could make myself talk.
“Wait first, please.” It was Simonos. “I think we must give some thought to the things that —” he stumbled for a name “— that Marhya-Laïsha has said. See how she sighs with relief after her confession? ‘A cheerful heart is good medicine, but a crushed spirit dries up the bones.’”
Euthymios agreed. “L -
Blog postMarhya and Abru
Kiev and Pinea
Laïsha rose from the bed that morning, and sat with the brothers and me at my workbench, which also served as a table, and the four of us enjoyed a jolly time at breakfast. Simonos had been entrusted on the journey with a block of sweet beeswax, and the remainder of this was divided among us against Laïsha’s protests and mine, for even though we both craved such a delicacy, it did not seem right to take it from those whose journey i -
Blog postEuthymios and Simonos
Pinea
I knelt and peeked through a crack low in the door. Two men stood just outside, robed in furs, laden with packs and dragging a litter burdened with more packs. With heads thrown back they were bellowing a song that was mournful, and, if better sung, might have been truly beautiful. I thought I discerned a few words of Greek in their lyrics. I doubted that they saw me peeking, so I rose and eased open the door. The larger -
Blog postSadruk-the-Physician and Kolyek-the-Physician
Pinea and Greece
We had been warm in the night, since the fire had been kept up by the intruders, and also since we had warmed one another by sharing the same bed. But it was truly cold when at last, about mid-day, I left the bed and left my “wife” soundly sleeping.
I built up the fire, of course, and prepared a breakfast for us, and then slipped outside to see what I could determine.
They had departed, for cert -
Blog postRaznoy, Bugra-dezhu, and the Wolves
Pinea
Laïsha was stooped over the fire until we were all inside, then she straightened slowly, and with a hard, silent look at the intruders, shuffled lamely to the window. While the intruders busied themselves warming their hands and sampling the stew, Laïsha pushed open the as yet un-boarded felt curtain and look in the direction of the horses. She let out a weak moan, and I felt sure that here were the seekers of Davno
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