in World War II
Brushstrokes -- poetry for real men!
Posted by JRHume on: 2005-12-05 21:53:34 in category: Fiction [ Print ]
Real men read poetry!
JR Hume announces the publication of his poetry book, "Brushstrokes", 119 pages of mayhem, vengeance, lost souls, warriors, outlaws, and even a dragon or two.
This sample examines a fighting man's fear.
Waves gaunt, wind still,
the night sea burns bright,
flamed by a westering moon.
Keels kiss the sand,
we leap from boat to surf
and wade ashore, splattering moonlight.
Deep inland, across the dunes,
stands a wooden wall and gate
backed by men of certain valor.
Both wall and gate
we must burn and break
and match our steel with theirs.
Cold blue flame
glitters on my spear and sword
and lights the seething sand.
though fear grips me
in a clasp of ice and iron.
If I were brave,
I would heed this brassy taste of fear,
hide myself in deepest night -- and live.
But Lady Moon, Death's consort,
taunts me with a coward's name
and leads me toward a hot red dawn.
Read the blurb!
News Source: JR Hume
LAST TRAIN TO GASPÉ
Posted by JRHume on: 2005-08-03 15:40:26 in category: Fiction [ Print ]
Who says Ami and Canadian intelligence services can't work together? Routine denial: Canada has no such place as Spy Central and no persons employed as Spy Master or Secret Agent. For that matter, the Chief of Canadian Defense Forces (Naval) is not referred to, even unofficially, as Lord of the Ocean Sea.
All that aside, who's up for a head-em-off-at-the-pass tale of derring-do and selfless heroics?
Well, you'll have to go elsewhere.
All others follow the link below and try to keep your balance as our less than sterling quality heroes pursue a steam calliope and a steamy Calliope. This tale has it all! Huge handguns! Blood and guts! Wild animals! Nuclear weapons! Russians! Well -- you get the picture. It's a mess.
Abandon hope, ye who enter here!
News Source: That same bar in Halifax
Posted by JRHume on: 2005-08-01 17:24:32 in category: Fiction [ Print ]
Terrorists attacking Canada? Merde!
Only an Ami could imagine such a thing.
Terrorists = 'oppressed minority fanatics'
Department of Prohibited Speech, Handbook 909, as amended.
So oppressed minority fanatics are on the assault.
Forces disbanded or on peacekeeping assignments?
No guns? No ships? No planes?
Who ya gonna call? Dubya? Think again, eh?
Ride along as Canada's intrepid secret soldiers (which we all know they don't really have any -- wink, wink) as they hitchhike into action!
Read the story!
News Source: Some drunk in a Halifax bar
Forty Miles of Bad Road
Posted by JRHume on: 2005-07-12 16:44:00 in category: Fiction [ Print ]
Think war in the desert means driving your steel beast at flank speed into the teeth of Afrika Korp defenses, duking it out with hordes of Mark IV tanks?
Here's the situation, Lieutenant. The krauts have kicked your butt all over parts of three countries. You have a single Stuart tank and damn few men. It's time to attack!
Read the story!
News Source: A nightmare
Special Ops - Terminating the Snake
Posted by JRHume on: 2005-07-08 14:56:54 in category: Fiction [ Print ]
Meet Gun Team Eagle -- the baddest bunch of Spec Ops types in the known universe!
Read the story!
News Source: My fevered imagination