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Grantville Gazette, Volume 39
Volume_39
Issue 39


Mark H. Huston

Writing has always been on the list of "Things To Do" for Mark H. Huston, but he never seemed to get around to it, with life, family, career, and all of that stuff in the way. But the happenstance discovery of the 1632 series, which led to Baen's Bar, added with his long time interest in the "what ifs" of history came together in 2002.  This combination finally gave him the impetus to get off his butt and write something.


Working with the 1632 community gave him a framework to begin his writing, make many mistakes, get support and feedback, and get better at it.


Mark makes his living as a sales engineer, and brings a deep background of technical problem solving to his writing. In addition, he has been a pipefitter, welder, HVAC repairman, sales manager, plant manager, engineer, actor, theater producer and director, playwright, racecar driver and fabricator for twenty-five plus years, auto mechanic, lousy student, mime, active church member and "religion junkie," factory worker, broadcaster, and a roadie. He claims not to remember a lot about the roadie experience, as it was in the early-mid 1970s.


He desires to become a better writer and storyteller, and check more things off his "Things To Do" list, before he gets too old to care about it.  He writes a column for a local Chicago area real estate magazine, and has been published in the ASHRAE Journal.


Mark lives in the Chicago area, and is married to his amazingly loving and patient wife Kristin.  They have three above average kids and a mongrel dog, or as Kristin says, "Five children and herself."

 

  • The Cartesian Way

    From: Grantville Gazette, Volume 39


    Philosophy. Such a study . . .

  • The Man in the Pocket

    From: Grantville Gazette, Volume 25


    What's up in Merrie Auld England . . .

  • The Pessimist's Daughter

    From: Grantville Gazette, Volume 21


    Attitude is everything . . .

  • The Royal and Ancient Game

    From: Grantville Gazette, Volume 19


    Okay. Gotta go buy some clubs . . .

  • Comedy of Error

    From: Grantville Gazette, Volume 17


    Not the mimes! Anything but the mimes!

  • Jenny and the King's Men

    From: Grantville Gazette, Volume 14


    But Jenny was a woman wise, who beat them with a stool!

  • Twenty-eight Men

    From: Grantville Gazette, Volume 10


    The cold wind cut through to the very core of the men as they walked to the entrance of the mine. It was dark, well before dawn, in the dead time of the night. The cold was complete, a January cold, dry, harsh and sharp. Soon they would be down in the dark and warmth of the mine.

  • Gearhead

    From: Grantville Gazette, Volume 9


    It was quiet. Way too quiet. Of all the things Trent Haygood hated about the seventeenth century, the quiet was the worst. He missed the sounds of engines. Internal combustion engines. Hell, he'd be happy with some noise from a steam engine. As he sat on the front porch of his parents' home, he leaned forward and listened.

  • Safe at First Base

    From: Grantville Gazette, Volume 9


    "I tell you, I saw it in the movie. Plain as the nose on your face. And you have a large nose, Johan. The up-time device looked just like this—" "Heinrich. Listen to yourself. Movies are like dreams; they are not real. This is reality." With that, Johan pointed over the edge of the precipice, a two hundred fifty foot drop, straight down.

  • Refrigeration and the 1632 World: Opportunities and Challenges

    From: Grantville Gazette, Volume 8


    While putting this article together, I have learned more than just the basic history of refrigeration, which by itself is fascinating. (In fact, I knew quite a bit to start before I started this, but that is another story.) I have learned much more about how truly complex life really is.

  • Seasons

    From: Grantville Gazette, Volume 7


    The old Buick slowly made its way through the dark countryside, headed away from the high school. The couple inside was elderly, cautious, and tentative on the road. It had been daylight when the meeting at the high school started, now it was well after eleven PM. John's eyes were not what they used to be. He'd had cataract surgery a couple of years ago. It had helped, but seventy-eight-year-old eyes were still seventy-eight-year-old eyes.