Don't call me Little Washuu - 

I'm the full-size, industrial-strength Washuu!

Now let's come up to the lab, and see what's on the slab ...

I see you quiver with antici-

-pation....

As you may remember, before I was so rudely interrupted by computer problems, I mentioned writing a book. It's due out early October 2011 from FTL Publications. Here's the cover:

Ragnar Forkbeard is on the cover. He's a master smith living in Surtsheim District, near the headwaters of the Great River.

Each Spring, he and several boatloads of his men travel downriver to an important trade fair at the Falls that mark the boundary between the upper and lower rivers. Below the falls, the settlers are a mix of English and French. Above the falls, settlers are mostly Norse, though if you go further north you will find Finns.

Normally he takes iron and ironwork down the river, and comes home with silver and luxuries, spices, and maybe some gold. This year, he's not sure he's going home at all. For the laws of the Norse and the laws of the English are very different in the way they handle killings.

He sounds like an interesting man. I wish I could have met him, but Kagato had me prisoner at the time.