Read The Guns of Two-Space Online
Authors: Dave Grossman,Bob Hudson
Author's Comments:
Introduction and Important Background Info from Dave Grossman
I am Pallas Athene,
and I know the thoughts of all men's hearts
and discern their manhood or their baseness.
From the souls of clay I turn away,
and they are blessed but not by me.
They fatten at ease
like sheep in the pasture
and eat what they did not sow
like oxen in the stall.
They grow and spread
like the gourd along the ground,
but like the gourd
they give no shade to the traveler.
When they are ripe death gathers them
and they go down unloved into Hell
and their name vanishes out of the land.
But to the souls of fire I give more fire,
and to those who are manful
I give a might more than man.
These are the heroes,
the sons of the immortals who are blessed,
but not like the souls of clay,
for I drive them forth by strange paths
that they may fight the titans
and the monsters
and the enemies of Gods and men...
Tell me now, Perseus,
which of these two sorts of men seem
to you
more blessed?
Charles Kingsley
Canon of Westminster and Chaplain to Queen Victoria
The life of a ship, propelled only by wind: not as the wind listeth, but obedient to command and guided by an almost occult power, acquired only by long practice and experience.
The rush and bustle of peopled deck: ringing orders, peremptorily expressed and instantly obeyed; eternal vigilance, the price of salvation; and the right thing done instantly, on the spur of the moment, at the right time.
This was a realm prolific of poetry: poetry of romance and poetry commemorating deeds done. It was the time of the after-dinner songs and elaborate toasts, and these Words helped supply such a need.
The period of steam and steel has produced nothing like it. The locomotive, the telegraph, the steamship: these were the beginning of the end of deep thought. True thought, distilled and aged over months and years of solitude became rare...
From the introduction to
American Naval Songs and Ballads
by Robert W. Neeser, 1938
On Poetry and Science Fiction
In this series of books I've tried to craft a world in which deep respect, even veneration for poetry could exist. But in reality there's no need to make up such a world. Throughout history, from Homer to Kipling, we existed in such a world. And nowhere was this more so than at sea.
In an environment such as the shoreless seas of two-space, in this book, where advanced technology can't exist, the power of well-crafted Words would again be the key to men's hearts. A leader (such as Melville, the captain of the
Fang
) who masters such Words would have a powerful edge in mastering his men.
When you read these poems, I encourage you to read them aloud.
Or, if you're in a public place, at least mumble them quietly! For poetry was meant to be spoken, not read, and you lose half the joy if you don't let these Words, these ancient, powerful Words, roll off your tongue and o'er your lips.
Hopefully the words in between the poetry will give you some small measure of pleasure as well.
On Fans and Readers
I would like to make a note of thanks to all the Baen Books fans who responded so kindly to the first volume to this series. But many of my readers have not had past experience with military science-fiction. These individuals were drawn to the book from the military and law enforcement communities, based on their experiences with my nonfiction books and my "Bulletproof Mind" seminars.
There has also been a sizable number of "nautical fiction" fans (especially readers of the Hornblower and Jack Aubrey series) for whom my work was their first taste of military science-fiction. The response from these wonderful readers has also been gratifying.
For all of you who generally do not read science fiction but are pleased by this series, I would like to strongly recommend that you take a look at other Baen books. John Ringo, Eric Flint, David Drake, David Weber, Leo Frankowski, and all the other "race horses" in the great "stable" of Baen authors are true giants in the land. Their books have given me
great
joy over the years, and I highly recommend them to one-and-all.
On Warriors and Warrior Scientists
I said in the first book of this series (and it bears repeating) that my "day job" is to be on the road, almost three-hundred days a year, training soldiers (Green Berets, SEALs, British Special Boat Service and Royal marine Commandos, Army Rangers, the USMC, etc.) and cops (the FBI, the ATF, the CHP, the RCMP, etc.) about the psychology and physiology of combat. It's a
great
job. I teach them and then they teach me, in an endless, ever-refining feedback loop. I can never thank them enough for putting it on the line for us, every day, and for sharing their experiences with me. You can get a better feel for what I do, and take a look at some of my scholarly writings on these topics, through my Web site, www.killology.com, or my books,
On Killing
and
On Combat.
I need to thank my fellow "warrior scientists." The concept of
science
fiction has usually involved the integration of
science
, or projected science, into fiction. This series is the first time that anyone has integrated the new field of "warrior science" into fiction. The characters in my book cite real twenty-first century researchers. (You can find out more about them, and this field, in
On Combat
.) I sincerely believe that hundreds of years from now these pioneer friends of mine will be remembered and cited.
The combat experiences of my characters are based on the latest research, on what I'm teaching,
and
on what those who have been there have taught me. Any errors are my own!
And Finally:
To Bobby A. Hudson, Jr., Commander, U.S. Navy (retired), my co-author, partner in crime, and frien. "Gentle reader beware: twisted military minds at work."
To Leo Frankowski, our mentor, guide, good friend, and in-house editor. To our publisher, the late Jim Baen, who was a friend and a man of vision... he will be missed. And to the great people at Baen Books who are carrying on his vision. To our faithful and true friends and proofreaders: Barb (Sabrehawk) Walker, Jim (G-2) Bray, Rocky (High Deacon of the Ever Evolving Church of Violence) Warren, Steel Parsons, John Lang, Elantu Viovodi (author of that great source of wisdom,
The Contented Poacher's Epicurean Odyssey
, who helped put words in Mrs. Vodi's mouth), Carlie Cockett, Scott Blackledge, Ranger Rob Jones, Eric (ESR) Mryiad, Reb, and many others.
To my extraordinarily competent and long-suffering staff, Susan Tacker, Chris McCorkle, and Aubrey Joe Grossman.
And to the sheepdogs of life. Long may they live and prosper so they are there when we need them!
Most of all, to my princess, my favorite proofreader, my bride and friend of three decades: my Jeanne, who stands watch at the door to our world.
Hooah!
Dave Grossman
Lt. Colonel, U.S. Army (ret.)
Director, Killology Research Group
www.killology.com
(Note: If not otherwise indicated, the titles and authors of the poetry used throughout the book are listed at the end.)
The Crew
of Her Majesty, the Queen of Westerness' 24-Pounder Frigate,
Fang
Lt. Thomas Melville, Captain
Ulrich, his coxswain
Grenoble, his bodyguard, a Sylvan
McAndrews, his steward
Lt. Daniel Fielder, 1st Officer
Lt. Jarad Crater
Lt. Buckley Archer
Lady Elphinstone, Ship's surgeon, a Sylvan
Mrs. Vodi, her "lob-lolly girl"
Pete Etzen, Thadeaus Brun, corpsmen (medics), "Doc"
Brother Theo Petreckski, Ship's purser, a monk
Roxy, Ship's cook, "Cookie"
Kaleb Jones, Ship's cook
Mr. Caleb Tibbits, Ship's carpenter, "Chips"
Mr. Joby DeWalt, a Celebri, Ship's carpenter
Mr. Darren Barlet, Ship's master gunner, "Guns"
Sgt. Don Von Rito, Ship's gunnery sergeant, "Gunny"
Mr. Bronson Hans, Ship's sailing master
Marines
Lt. Broadax, a Dwarrowdelf
Cpl. Petrico, Cpl. Kobbsven, L.Cpl. Jarvis, Pvt. Dwakins,and others
Rangers
Josiah Westminster
Aubrey Valandil, a Sylvan
Midshipmen:
Anthony Hayl
Garth Aquinar
Hezikiah Jubal
Abdyl Faisal
Lao Tung
Ellis Palmer
Ship's dogs
Ship's cats
The monkeys
Cuthbert Asquith XVI, an unhappy passenger
Timeline
2104: Kenny Muraray creates the first Pier and begins exploration of two-space.
2119: The great Crash on Earth is caused by a two-dimensional virus brought back from a computer taken into two-space. The Crash leads to a catastrophic destruction of most computers and the entire World Net and a collapse of civilization as virtually all computers and computer data-bases are destroyed. Only a few isolated military nets remain intact.
2210: Earth's early two-space Ships first land on Westerness.
2420: Star Kingdom of Westerness is peacefully established, as Earth loses interest in two-space.
2628: The Great Two-Space War begins with a Guldur invasion of Stolsh Empire and Osgil. The Westerness exploration Ship
Kestrel
is attacked by the Guldur, and
Fang
is captured by Westerness forces. (See:
The Two-Space War.
)
2629:
Fang
returns to Earth.