I keep coming back and looking at it, handling it… Yes, another 1911. Then I read a good review. I don’t know why, I am pretty much a Glock Guy now… I don’t need another 1911. I don’t even want another 1911… but I want this 1911.
Freak. Working at a Gun Store has a serious drawback.
I was standing on the battlements at Ft. George, an ancient fortress in Scotland. I was overlooking the waters where the River Ness spills out to the ocean. I turned my head and I watched several large helicopters coming in for landings and one taking off. The old cannons had been re-arsenaled, and were standing ready with gun crews who were standing at attention as I walked past. Someone wearing medieval armor with an SA80 slung over her back came up to me with an iPad. Reports and such. I looked them over briefly and saw that the situation was better than I had hoped. We had found more survivors. The only thing that bothered me where the crows flying around. Thousands of them…
This dream was right from Uprising UK. I could smell the salt air and jet engine exhaust. Don’t know if other authors actually dream in there created universes, but it was pretty dang cool.
A lot of people are telling me that Uprising UK was more fun to read than USA…. They are digging it more. I like it better.
I just hope Russia lives up to it!