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Richard Evans

Dick Evans, also known as Richard Evans is, a dual-service (Army Navy) veteran who unforturnately had his career cut short due to a serious accident and was forced to retire early. He currently resides in Middletown, Ohio. He almost finished college at Miami University (Oxford,Oh) except that the first Gulf War interfered with his last semester and somehow he never went back except for sports games.

Stuck between a rock and a migraine most of the time, he finds the time to make his fingers hit the keyboard and knock out a few stories every now and then. He's known for his wicked and odd sense of humor, and devotion to chocolate in its darkest forms.

He hopes one day to be a full time Baen Author, but is quite happy these days due to getting published in the Grantville Gazette. He, like many writers, is owned by two cats who seem have plans to take over the world. Until they encounter a new catnip toy and forget everything else, that is.

He grew up in South America, most of the time spent in Brazil and some spent in Sweden. He is not responsible for you burning any food while reading his stories, but he is willing to trade recipes.

Rumors that when the going gets tough he seeks the solace of chocolate and bubble baths are unfounded, no matter what his editors say.

  • Dog Days

    From: Grantville Gazette, Volume 15


    Duncan Cunningham doesn't give up easily . . .

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  • Thunder in the Mountains

    From: Grantville Gazette, Volume 12


    Just what was that rumbling sound?

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  • The Launcher

    From: Grantville Gazette, Volume 10


    "Will this spot work?" "Looks high enough." A few steps toward the edge of the cliff let Peter gaze down toward the ever—but slowly—growing lake below. The lake, cut out of the fast-flowing River Aare, had been intended to slow the river down as it passed the city and allow for new dockyards to be built, as well as to give the city access to the river rock needed for its explosive growth.

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  • The Order of the Foot

    From: Grantville Gazette, Volume 9


    "We've had another complaint about Bigfoot, Chief. This time over by the fairgrounds where the locals store their flocks before they can be sold and then processed at the slaughterhouse." Officer Ralph Onofrio looked up from his cup of coffee with a smile.

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  • Capacity For Harm

    From: Grantville Gazette, Volume 8


    o, Herr Doctor Lebenenergie. You designed this yourself?" "Not exactly, Commissioner Vaden." Tomas cursed himself for ever thinking that coming to Belfort would be profitable. He knew that Franche Comté was rife with witch hunts again, but he just needed some extra copper wire and plates for his second machine. Those could be made in Franche Comté.

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