How About This For An Edward Ware Thrillers Plot?
Dora and Edward have traveled to some strange places in their career of hiding the Lawrence maps and keeping them away from Hitler’s spies. They even had a stint where they were hiding the maps in Hamlet’s Castle in Elsinore, Denmark. This travel plot should be right up their alley.
Start in Tucson, Arizona and drive east in an indirect fashion. Perhaps you travel north to Yellowstone first. Why not? Dora and Edward just had a Yellowstone plot, too, in Old Faithful Plot. Travel directly east on I-90 or I-80 which didn’t exist at that point. Perhaps use the Lincoln Highway instead, again featured in Old Faithful Plot. Go all the way through to New York, perhaps stopping in Dora’a hometown of Pittsburgh first.
Board the QM2 (in those days the original Queen Mary) and sail across the ocean blue to England to Southampton. There they could meet with Churchill in the Churchill Room on the ship where you can smoke cigars and figure out what to do next. From there they could stop in Hamburg and visit the nautical bookstore with which they have become familiar. Why? He is an operative, of course, in Nazi Germany just like Putlitz, ace of double spies.
From there it is onward to Elsinore in Denmark with Hamlet’s Castle facing you in the dock. No doubt here Edward and Dora want to take a shore excursion to deposit those valuable Lawrence maps in the basement where Danish troops used to be billeted in the Middle Ages during the time of Hamlet.
From there it is homeward bound. First they have to stop in Oslo, Norway of all places. Don’t you think by now they should have earned a Nobel Prize for all their efforts? After that they must return to Hamburg without the Lawrence maps, of course, since they are lunching with Hitler. In Southampton they meet with Churchill and toast with champagne for a job well done. Then they return to New York.
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Which Travel Plot Would You Vote For?
Which one plot of these travel plots will actually appear in an Edward Ware Thrillers at War novel? The first plot: Drive from Tucson, Arizona through Las Cruces to Santa Fe. Pause awhile in Denver, Colorado. Then continue on through Cheyenne, Wyoming to Pinedale. And from there you drive to Jackson Hole, the Tetons, and Yellowstone beyond that.
Second plot: You drive from Tucson, Arizona east through El Paso and West Texas. You drive through Little Rock and Memphis straight through Tennessee and into Virginia. You drive up the Valley of Virginia and proceed east to New York City and the Brooklyn Cruise Terminal. Then you take ship across the Atlantic to Southampton where you transfer to another ship and continue on to the Mediterranean. First you stop in Porto in Portugal. Next it is on to Barcelona, Spain and Port Mahon, Spain. Next is Ajaccio, Corsica to say hello to where Napoleon was born. Beyond that you go to Rome, Cagliari, Sardinia, and Gibraltar to meet the apes before returning to Southampton and then back to New York.
Plot three is sort of a combination of the two plots above. You start the plot in Tucson, Arizona and proceed up to Yellowstone and the Tetons. From there you take a cross country route through Pittsburgh to New York. You sail across the Atlantic but this time to Hamburg, Germany. You take an overnight train to Rome and return a couple days later to return via the same sea route to New York.
Find out more tomorrow.
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Russian Blackmail at the Ice Palace:
Edward realized in the short time it had taken to finish the ride showing off all the prisons in the Ice Palace, it took just the same amount of time to resort to deviltry. But then, what else would you expect of Helga von Wessel?
Edward turned to his wife to head back to their apartments in the Ice Palace. “Dora?” he said. He looked from side to side. She was nowhere to be found.
“It is easy to get lost in the Ice Palace,” Helga purred cynically. “All you have to do is take one wrong turn —- and you are gone, perhaps for good. We are connected to the great, vast wilderness here. Doors open to the outside at every turn. I do hope Dora has not been caught in a snowstorm.” She laughed.
Edward lunged for her. He took her slim, white, swan’s neck in his hands and backed her up against the wall. He had not touched that vile flesh in years. He made him cringe even now and brought back a flood of unwanted memories from the past and even the long past when he had been her lover. In a flash he recalled lying with her in a field near the gates of the Syrian town of Petra during the Great War. It was on the other side of the world from where he now found himself. And at this distance in time it seemed like a dark fantasy and not very real.
“Touch me,” Helga threatened with a glimmering smile on her face, “and you will risk never seeing your wife again.”
“You have kidnapped her once again, haven’t you?” Edward accused the witch who had often made off with his wife in times past in locales as different as Santa Fe, New Mexico and Southampton, England. She always wanted something, and she wanted it bad.
Helga chortled as he fingered he neck.
“What do you want this time?” he demanded.
“I was wondering when you would ever get around to asking something practical like that!” she eyed him knowingly.
“Answer me!” He shook her hard.
“Churchill and Eisenhower no doubt have certain documents that they share about Kruschev, certain spy documents. I want to see them,” she asserted.
“I don’t have access to such papers. I am no longer a spy. I am retired from the army and have taken up a position as the black rod of the House of Lords,” he confessed the truth.
She smirked. “But your friendship with Churchill goes back a long, long way. I think he will know where to find them and he might sympathize with your plight. At least I do hope so.”
“You bitch!” he exclaimed.
“Also I have heard that since your retirement you still meet with Lawrence in secret. He is still busy drawing maps to defend and attack against the Russians if they should ever decide to attack the west. I want those papers, too,” Helga insisted.
Helga was eternally dangerous and eternally the same like the far side of the moon. He could see why the Cold War with the Russians was really cold.
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Multi Cultural Themes In Edward Ware Thrillers at War:
The person I am describing and blond-haired with ruddy cheeks and a hunting rife was my next door neighbor on Commonwealth Drive in Charlottesville, Virgina 22901. His name was Mr. Godwin. He had a wife, Mrs. Godwin. They weren’t from central casting at Walt Disney. They were from the south of England just like a lot of their friends that I met, too. The American South is full of these very British types who migrated to the New World. They look exactly like their relatives on the other side of the Atlantic in England, particularly the south of England. This is true from Virginia all the way down to northern Florida and Alabama thrown into the mix, too.
I am on the mailing list for the Pig in the Wall in Southampton. There is also a Pig in Bath and a Pig at the Beach and a Pig in the New Forest, too. The advertising literature I get online depicts English types having barbecues and get togethers. They don’t look very ethnically diverse to say the least.
When I was in the south of England in 2012 and 2015 I saw lots of people in the Salisbury area and the Southampton area and inbetween in places like Downton who looked like neighbor Godwin. The area didn’t look that multi cultural and multi racial to me. It certainly didn’t remind me of places in California which is supposed to be the most multi cultural place on earth. (Even in places in California such as the Sierra Nevada it isn’t very multi cultural and in certain suburbs such as Santa Rosa north of San Francisco it isn’t either).
By the way neither did lots of the people I met on the autobahns in Germany look very ethnically diverse. If anything they seemed more ethnically pure than the people I met in England. You would see families with all blond children, something that is much rarer in the US where at least some of the children will end up with brown hair, too.
I think this is why the refugees from Syria create such a problem in western Europe. The societies don’t know how to assimilate them. Apparently even Manchester in England has lots of refugees from the Middle East who are causing problems and creating a stir. It shows that the Old World is very different from the new.
In the Edward Ware Thrillers at War Series we have various ethnic, multi cultural characters such as the villainess of the series, Helga von Wessel, an Arab from the outskirts of the town of Petra, who later marries and German, Herr von Wessel, ad moves to England to cause all sorts of trouble for the hero of the series, Colonel Sir Edward Ware, and his wife, Dora, Lady Ware. Helga’s bastard son by Edward Ware, Leopold, is at first torn between his two opposite cultural identities before he works it all out and becomes Edward’s adopted heir to his title and fortune.
Helga von Wessel
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