It continues to amaze me how individuals hold down jobs (not physically, of course, although I suppose some occupations call for it). People actually work for money, as if it were a natural state of being. The reasonable man or woman on the street puts up with 9 to 5 employment, with a commute thrown… Continue reading Chapter XXVII – Back at Work
I emerged from my usual subway scuffle with only a slight bend in my wrist, and most of my outfit intact. In fact, only my right pocket had suffered a small tear. I pat myself on the back, figuratively, of course, not in person. Although, let it not be said that Vanessa E. Vasa cannot… Continue reading Chapter XX – Third Informal Working Group
I was so thrilled with my plan for Madison that I was immune to the passenger warfare on the subway ride home. For once, I emerged from my commute without post-traumatic stress disorder. Playing the part of the debonair boulevardier, I glided on to Park Avenue. I reached the building where I had established my… Continue reading Chapter XVII – The Plan
Vasa and Ypres started as a challenge. A challenge to write a novel. A challenge to publish a fictional serial on a blog before it became an ebook. Most of all, it was a challenge to make a world of British humour come alive. For that, I found inspiration in the comic genius of P.G.… Continue reading Afterword – Vasa and Ypres: A Mayfair Conundrum
