Virginia DeMarce
Virginia
DeMarce was born in Missouri and
lives in Arlington, VA.
She is retired from the federal government, where she was a historian for the
Office of Federal Acknowledgment.
She received a Ph.D. in early modern history from Stanford University in 1967, which is less obsolete than would be the case had she been in a scientific field of endeavor. She proved unsuited to an academic career, although she taught at the college level for fifteen years, since she was plagued by an irresistible desire to know more and more about more and more, rather than about less and less.
Her most persistent hobby is genealogy. In 1988-1989, she served as president of the National Genealogical Society.
She has been married to James DeMarce since 1962. They have three children and a varying number of grandchildren.
Previously published works by Virginia DeMarce are:
"Biting Time," Ring of Fire"Motherhood and Apple Pie, While You're At It," "Common Sense," Bypass Surgery," "In the Night, All Hats are Gray," "Who's Calling This Race," "A Nightmare Upon the Present," and, cowritten with Eric Flint, "The Ram Rebellion," 1634: The Ram Rebellion |
Quintessentially Blonde
From: Grantville Gazette, Volume 18
Boy, that Velma is just too much trouble for words. Always was . . .
Silver Age
From: Grantville Gazette, Volume 17
Leave it to Velma . . .
Wedding Daze
From: Grantville Gazette, Volume 16
Ah, Velma. Velma, Velma, Velma . . .
The Summer of Our Discontent
From: Grantville Gazette, Volume 15
Veda Mae Haggerty . . . and Velma Hardesty. What a pair!
Songs and Ballads
From: Grantville Gazette, Volume 14
Some things just don't translate all that well . . .
Nothing's Ever Simple
From: Grantville Gazette, Volume 13
In genealogy, only the search matters . . .
Turn, Turn, Turn
From: Grantville Gazette, Volume 13
Poor Father Nick. How does he keep getting into these situations?
Pilgrimage of Grace
From: Grantville Gazette, Volume 11
Sin, reputation and redemption.
Franconia! Part 1
From: Grantville Gazette, Volume 10
No, no, no, no, no, no, n-o-o-o-o." Amber Higham threw both of her hands up in the air. The class came to a stop. "This unit worked last year. It worked like a charm. Why isn't it working this year?" She glared at her students. "So, tell me!
Mail Stop
From: Grantville Gazette, Volume 9
Martin Wackernagel drew up his horse, first looking back at the route he had just completed and then forward toward the walls of Frankfurt am Main. Via regia. Die Reichsstraße. There would never be anything to equal the Imperial Road. Sure, if you wanted to be prosaic, it was just one more trade route, a commercial connection between the great cities of Frankfurt and Leipzig and their fairs. It had been for centuries.
Prince and Abbot
From: Grantville Gazette, Volume 8
Maybe they should have held the battle of Luetzen last month after all," Wes Jenkins said. "Just have kept Gustavus Adolphus out of it. Up-time, it seems to have cleared a whole batch of people off the playing board that we could just as well have done without."
Mule 'Round The World
From: Grantville Gazette, Volume 7
It was well done of you, Henry. It really was." Enoch Wiley looked rather doubtfully at a pile of yellowish mush on the cracker in his hand. "What is this stuff?" "Cora makes it out of mashed chickpeas. Some kind of a substitute for chip dip. Not bad—there's onion in it, I think. Anyhow, it has some zip." Henry Dreeson took a bite
Not At All The Type
From: Grantville Gazette, Volume 7
"That was the year I broke my nose at the demolition derby." Tina Marie Hollister pointed to the knot. She'd never bothered to have it repaired. Never had the money, to tell the truth. Probably wouldn't have bothered even if she'd been rich.
The Woman Shall Not Wear That
From: Grantville Gazette, Volume 6
No. Pastor Ludwig Kastenmayer put it out of his mind. His eyes must have deluded him. The cleaning woman at Countess Katharina the Heroic Lutheran Elementary School, here on the outskirts of Grantville, could not have been wearing . . . that.
Murphy's Law
From: Grantville Gazette, Volume 5
"I have to decide within the week," Leopold Cavriani said. "I have no hesitation, of course, about leaving my daughter Idelette here with the Reverend and Mrs. Wiley. She will learn practical business from Count August von Sommersburg's factor, the count being one of the clients I am serving as a consultant. However, the question of her preparation in the theory of mathematics and accounting as applied to business still remains.
'Til We Meet Again
From: Grantville Gazette, Volume 4
The worst thing about working for Mechanical Support was that the facilities were scattered out all over Grantville, even now, two and a half years after the Ring of Fire. They'd never been able to take the time to centralize them; they didn't really have any central place to put them if they had the time, and definitely not the extra resources to re-pour the pits and such.
Pastor Kastenmayer's Revenge
From: Grantville Gazette, Volume 3
Ludwig Kastenmayer would never forget the day. April 11, 1634, by the reckoning of these up-timers, who had adopted the pope's calendar. The day that one of them had stolen his daughter. It was the worst thing that had happened to him since Count Ludwig Guenther assigned him to the new parish of St. Martin's in the Fields after the Rudolstadt Colloquy.
The Rudolstadt Colloquy
From: Grantville Gazette, Volume 1
Ed Piazza squirmed as inconspicuously as possible on the hard bench of the University of Jena's anatomy amphitheater, as the debate on differing Lutheran views of the doctrine of justification by faith alone, both up-time and down-time, flew over and around his head in three different languages.