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Visualizing Copernicus (originally posted May 2, 2011)

11/4/2012

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Only twelve humans have had the privilege to walk on the moon. None of them has ever spoken or written about the experience in detail. Nor would one expect them to. Most were test pilots or engineers, one a bona fide scientist, but none ‘artists’. The one notable exception was Alan Bean who transformed himself from astronaut to oil painter and, to this day, continues to try to capture the lunar magic on canvas. His paintings are unique and much sought after and, in no small way, an inspiration to this novel.

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If I was going to write a story which took place on the moon, I needed to start by picking a specific locale. The choice wasn’t hard. Before the cancellation of Apollo XX, NASA planners had already identified the central peaks of Copernicus Crater as a favoured landing site. So then began the task of making this locale detailed and real. I wanted to be able to “see” the mountains, the craters, the rocks, the sky, everything in as much accurate detail as was possible. After all, if I wasn’t convinced about the details, I could hardly expect my readers to be.

The first map I had to work with was a 1960’s topographical map of the Copernicus region which I was able to convert for use in the 3D Landscape Rendering program, Vista Pro. With this application, I was able to view the crater from numerous different angles, under different lighting conditions, and even make a little animation depicting a flight over the crater. The images produced were coarse, and without a lot of detail, but they did provide a starting point. In a rough fashion, I was now able to imagine landing in Copernicus Crater.



My best stroke of luck occurred when NASA launched their Lunar Reconnaissance Orbiter Camera (LROC) in 2009. The mission had as its primary goal the mapping of the entire moon in sufficient detail to support the next generation of moon landers. Among the many lunar features LROC mapped and released to the public was the very area I was interested in, the Central Peak region of Copernicus Crater. The photos of the region are magnificent. They reveal details down to half a meter in size, so fine that, if a Rover were on the surface, I could see it. With the aid of such photos,  I could easily plan traverses for my astronauts. I could begin to name features. I could anticipate hazards. I could, in a very real sense,  begin to imagine being there.
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Finally it’s worth mentioning a particular photograph taken back in the mid-sixties by Lunar Orbiter 1. This particular photo shows a uniquely oblique view of Copernicus’s central peaks, very foreshortened, but dramatic and high evocative. When combined with LROC’s overhead photos, it now became  possible to construct a quite accurate 3D model of the area which, with the help of some plastercine and a little artistic license, I did.


The model now rests on a shelf in my study and I look at it constantly as I contemplate activities for my three astronauts.

Lunatic Writer,

signing off.



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Lunatic President--Part Three (originally posted Apr. 4, 2011)

11/4/2012

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Finally, the question of von Braun becoming an astronaut. There are really only two issues here: von Braun’s age, and von Braun’s war record.

At sixty-two, von Braun would be, by far, the oldest astronaut to fly at this date. But there was no doubt he kept physically fit. He was an avid outdoorsman, boater and scuba diver. We mustn’t forget that Deke Slayton actually did fly a mission at the age of fifty-one, and many years later, John Glenn flew on the space shuttle at the age of seventy-seven! By 1972, NASA was certainly becoming a little more flexible about astronaut age-restrictions.

For most of von Braun’s career as an American space engineer, his war record was well-covered up. News that von Braun was actually a member of the Nazi party (perhaps reluctantly) did begin to leak to the public in the late sixties but never quite reached the level of scandal. The suggestion that he might even have been involved in the securing of slave-labour to help build his V2s came to light not long after. This accusation——disputed by von Braun——naturally tarnished von Braun’s reputation further, but again the damage was not major. To many von Braun remained an American hero. He was the figure in the Walt Disney special who explained to American children how they would soon land men on the moon.

There is no doubt there were people in NASA who held a personal grudge against von Braun. Who never forgot that his missiles killed innocent civilians in London and Amsterdam only twenty years before.  There were many who felt the work force at NASA was scandalously over-represented by Germans, namely von Braun’s colleagues from Peenemunde. And finally, von Braun’s popular image among both the public and the American Senate (where von Braun regularly spoke before committees) seemed to irk many a NASA administrator who felt von Braun was going over their heads.

All this being said, it was not beyond an American president to over-ride NASA decisions. Even decisions about crew selection. It was largely this process that won Jack Schmitt—the first and only geologist to fly to the moon—a seat on Apollo XVII.

For the most part, LBJ didn’t give a damn what his critics thought, if he felt he was right. He didn’t mind putting noses out of joint. Appointing von Braun as Lunar Module Pilot of the last lunar mission, would have been one last great gesture of LBJ’s, showing everyone just who was ‘in charge’.

So, that, my friends, is how Wernher von Braun might have ended up flying to the moon. And the back story to my back story.

Cue in Frank Sinatra please…

FLY ME TO THE MOON

LET ME PLAY AMONG THE STARS…


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Lunatic President--Part Two (first posted Apr. 1, 2011)

11/4/2012

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 A few words about the feasibility of LBJ running for a second term and showing such strong support for the moon missions: LBJ was a strong supporter of American Space Policy even before Kennedy. Indeed Kennedy relied strongly on LBJ’s advice in charting his man-to-the-moon adventure. Even before Kennedy’s election, Johnson was strongly identified with the emerging American space program. He took delight in embarrassing the Eisenhower administration on being caught with its pants-down by the Russian sputnik launch.

Talk of downsizing at NASA began only in 1968, and it was not till Nixon took office that it became a reality and missions began to be cancelled. In my eyes, it’s easy to see how this trend could have been halted in its tracks with Johnson running for a second term.

Johnson had many pet projects and tended to be tenacious about pushing them through.

Of course the escalating war in Vietnam was draining both financially and politically for the nation. The situation in South-east Asia surely had much to do with Johnson’s poor showing in the New Hampshire primary of 1968. However, if Johnson had gone just a little further, and unilaterally halted ALL bombing in North Vietnam, as a prelude the start of peace-talks, I believe this would have done much to win back some of his eroding support. In such a case, I believe he might easily have been encouraged to run for a second term. Especially if he could have convinced Bobby Kennedy to run as vice president. Kennedy would surely look upon this as a grooming for his own run at the presidency in 1972, and LBJ would likely have appreciated having Kennedy under tight reign for the next four years. Kennedy and Johnson on the same ticket? Well, it had worked before!



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The Moon as a Character (first posted Apr. 5, 2011)

11/4/2012

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  The first part of Lunatics is all-back story. It starts in 1967 and ends with LBJ’s death in early 1973. (There is one exception——after von Braun first learns he has been offered a seat on Apollo XX, he flashes back to a memory of almost being killed in an Allied bombing raid in 1943).

The rest of the novel all takes place in 1974 during the astronauts’ stay on the lunar surface.

So there is quite a jump involved——from my frantic race through political history in the first part——to the concentrated activity of a few days in June of 1974.

Again the question of how to start…

For some time, it has seemed to me that I must start with the Moon itself. I must, in some respect, anthropomorphize the moon, give it its own voice. Dangerous business, and a huge change of pace from what the reader has encountered so far.

One of the poetic sections.

I remember talking to Anne de Grace about her recent novel Sounding Line. I told her that I very much liked the little evocative poetic sections that introduced several of her chapters. She told me that her editor hadn’t been so keen on those sections and that it was a battle to keep them in the book.

Hmm. Wonder if I might anticipate such a battle…

Provided the project ever gets that far…

Anyway, here’s my little poetic section. Poetic Lunar Geology100.  Here’s how the chapter opens.

Thursday, May 30

Copernicus Crater

For 800 million years the dust and boulders of Copernicus Crater had waited as the solar wind blew across its regolith.  The crater had endured the daily, yearly, eon-long bombardment of micrometeorites which ever so gradually had smoothed its slopes and darkened its ejecta, obscuring, one atom at a time, all evidence of former, unimaginable catastrophe. Yet even amid the galactic silence, the rocks had retained memory. The shattered, melted and fused remnants still carried within their mineral bones echoes. Of a time before time. When two great spheres collided. And the heat was immense and the rocks separated, congealed and flowed till, finally, newborn twin planets swirled together almost within touch of one another. Then, gradually, in a slow tearing, like siblings asunder, they drifted.  Inch by inch, year by year, as the rocks cooled and the iron sank.  And the lunar crust thickened into a light frothy feldspar.

A momentary calm. 


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Believable Characters or Less is not More (originally posted Apr 11, 2011)

11/4/2012

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 As the reader moves into the second part of Lunatics, in 1974, I begin to introduce several new characters, a few of them not historical at all. There is definitely the potential for problems here.

The first major new and unhistorical characters the readers meet are Marcus Parent and his girlfriend Celine Tremblay.

When my writing group first looked over these characters they found Celine, in particular, not believable. I think they had their problems with Marcus too.

The gist of the problem seemed to be that I had portrayed a relationship between the two of them——Marcus, 23, Celine 17——that seemed too innocent in their eyes. That the two of them weren’t having a serious sexual relationship seemed really unlikely to them. Moreover, I had portrayed a Celine who, rather than being interested in contemporary music, was much fonder of Broadway Musicals and classic films like Gone with the Wind and Breakfast at Tiffany’s.

They didn’t buy that either.

I have a very strong vision of the Celine character. She seems very real to me. At the moment, it seems impossible to think of writing her out of the novel.

So my job, I guess, is to find a way to make her and Marcus more believable.  So I rewrote some early paragraphs to read:

Now, in the dark of May’s last evening, in one of Toronto’s nondescript but pleasant suburbs, Marcus, born-again Catholic——if there could be such a thing——sat on the seat of a playground swing.  Beside him was Celine, his seventeen-year-old girlfriend, not yet old enough to be “born again.” She sat in the swing beside him busily scuffing her shoes in the sand.

Celine was thinking of Judy Garland. She was thinking of the Wizard of Oz, and the scene with the witch’s shoes sticking out from under the house.


Her friends thought she was crazy. What is it with Celine and Broadway musicals? She went so far as admitting the Beatles were okay and yes, she did know they had broken up.  And she sort of liked Abba  but, honestly, what did people see the Rolling Stones?

Apparently the re-write seemed to help. The relationship between Celine and Marcus was starting to become a little more plausible. I guess no final decision can be made till readers encounter these characters again in later chapters.

For me the lesson here is that even though a character can seem very vivid and real to me, it won’t necessarily be that way to my reader unless I provide sufficient context.

I did grow up as a young ‘born-again’ Catholic in 1974 so Marcus’s situation seems perfectly understandable to me and so obvious that it doesn’t need stating. In this case, however, it does seem to need stating.

As a writer of fiction I am ever-ready for the criticism that I’ve written too much, that I need to cut this and that and make the whole thing tighter, so the rare admonition to write “more” comes as a shock. Sometimes, however, for the sake of clarity, even believability, “less is not more.”


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Flashbacks (Originally posted on April 18, 2011)

11/4/2012

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A lot of flashbacks are used in Lunatics. This is a common enough feature in both modern literature and film. Nonetheless I’m not sure they should be used in a novel without a good deal of forethought about their function and necessity.

Some people have an almost guttural aversion to flashbacks——my wife, for instance. Perhaps because she feels a reliance on them implies a certain laziness by the author who just can’t be bothered to craft a careful straight-forward chronology. (After all, Jane Austen didn’t make much use of them). This reminds me a little of my elderly father’s feeling about abstract paintings which he would insist bear little resemblance to ‘real objects’ because the artists in question lacked the skill to paint ‘real’ objects.

The main action of Lunatics takes place within the four days my astronauts are on the surface of the Moon.

Every chapter of the book is anchored to this Mission Timeline and the four EVAs (extra-vehicular-activities, or “moon-walks”) the astronauts perform.  Throughout each of these days, there are numerous flashbacks, numerous times when a stray thought, a sight, a sound——something draws one or another of the astronauts back to an earlier time.

This process is how my memory works, at any rate. My brain is hopelessly wrapped up in a writhing mass of word associations. All it takes is a particular word in a particular context and I can be hurled back years into the past, re-living a particularly poignant moment or——truth be told——sometimes a very trivial one too.

Of the three astronauts, Deke Slayton, would have had the greatest opportunity to have his thoughts wander, working 60 miles above the moon completely alone and, half the time——as he circled the Far Side——out of radio contact with all of humanity.  Flashbacks seem appropriate in Deke’s circumstance.

For von Braun and Bean they present more of a problem. Lunar EVAs were very strictly choreographed so that not a moment of time should be squandered. Largely the astronauts would be very focused on a sequence of demanding physical tasks. However, there would be exceptions, moments when their thoughts would be free to wander a little. For example

1)during traverses on the Rover when von Braun, particularly, would have little to do except describe the passing scenery.

2)when local topography would temporarily put the astronauts out of radio contact, and

3) within the LEM, just before, during, or after sleep periods. Few of the moon-walkers reported sleeping well on the moon, so their lunar insomnia would surely have invited regular flashbacks.

Finally, I think there is something about people placed in extreme and isolated conditions which unfailingly invites them to reflect deeply, given the least chance. To simply be able to look up over your shoulder and see your home-planet hanging in the sky. To realize just how far away you are from everything familiar, predictable and comforting. To know, in a very concrete way, that any minute could be your last——these, I’m convinced are circumstances which make self-reflection and vivid flashbacks highly likely.

Anyway, that’s my story, and I’m sticking to it.

Lunatic Writer,


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Getting It Down (first published April, 2011)

11/4/2012

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Getting It Down



Quite some time ago I began mapping out the plot of Lunatics, breaking up the work into six major sections, and trying identity key plot developments that I hoped would unfold in these chapters.

Mostly my chapters are quite short which is probably the one and only way in which my work resembles that of Jane Austen’s.

After each day of writing, I look over my ‘master plot outline’ to see where there are holes, where there are parts of the story I still need to tell or, more often than not, where there are sections to write that I have been purposely avoiding——the parts that seem just too difficult.

Gradually, the outline begins to fill. Slowly it comes into better focus. Sometimes I discover there’s something which needs telling that, till this moment, I had not even considered. I begin to get a sense of characters who have been under-represented, who need more of a voice. And sometimes, I even come to understand that some of my best ideas are no longer be relevant to the direction the story has taken. (I strongly suspect any future editor will have much to say about this phenomenon!)

After doing my stint of literary navel-gazing each evening, I usually commit to a particular little chapter I will try to tackle the next morning. (I do most of my initial writing in the morning, some editing later in the evening. Almost nothing useful gets done in the afternoon.)

Then I begin to let ideas swim around in my head. Often it’s no more than an opening line, or a picture of where the scene might begin. Sometimes I have a notion of how the chapter might start and end but the middle is generally quite nebulous and unknown.

As I get into bed in the evening, I let those initial ideas slosh back and forth in my head, trying hard not to over-plan, rather to let them simply ferment overnight.

Then, before you know it, the next morning has arrived. I sit at my keyboard. Generally I will re-read the chapter that precedes the one I’m about to write, sometimes also the one I think will follow it.

Finally it is time to type the first sentence…

 

It was a dark and stormy night…


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Usually it’s not long before something comes. Very often, the first paragraph will be drastically edited, sometimes deleted all together, but until I get something down, nothing can follow. Often a character begins speaking, and here is where I’m most comfortable——with dialogue. Once the talking starts, to some extent, I can just sit and take dictation and see how things will turn out.

Here I generally say a quick prayer of gratitude for word processors, knowing how hopeless it would all be if I had to depend on pen and paper and my nearly illegible handwriting.

I bow to you, Jane Austen.


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Lunatic President--Part One (first published, March 28, 2011)

11/4/2012

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 In my novel, Lunatics, I had first envisioned LBJ playing quite a minor role. I thought I really only needed him to help show how the Apollo Program might have been extended and how von Braun might have been chosen as an astronaut. However, as I began to write the man into scenes, he seemed to grow larger and larger in scope. In the scenes with von Braun, it was LBJ who dominated all the dialogue. I suppose this should not be surprising. Just being president accounts for much of his authority, but there was a certain force to his personality too, a certain “killer-instinct” when it came to getting his way, that made him an overpowering presence most of the time. To see von Braun quiet, and tentative, as he nearly always was in the presence of Lyndon Johnson, was quite amazing to me. For von Braun too was a giant personality– eloquent, persuasive, charming, fearless and a towering intellect. Yet, beside LBJ, he could seem quite ordinary. Fascinating… To me, anyway.
In the end, I could not get past the historical fact that LBJ died of a heart attack in early 1973, and my moon mission was slated to take place in June 1974. So he HAD to leave the story at this point. Good thing—he was getting a little out of control!



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The Great Project  (first published March 21, 2011)

11/4/2012

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My great project for 2011 is to write a novel. It won't be my first novel. In high-school, I wrote my first, called "Tangents" which, naturally, was about my life in high-school. A lot of angst, a lot disconnect, a lot of disillusionment. Need I say more? I think the manuscript still exists inside a manila envelope in a closet somewhere.
I began my next novel when I was twenty-one, fresh from my travels in the Mediterranean. I called this one "The Charioteer", recalling the famous bronze statue one may see in the museum in Delfi, Greece. In this novel, the reader follows the adventures of the narrator who meets up with a strange, largely silent figure, who moves from site to site in Greece seeking some undefined reconciliation with a long last past. Is he, in fact, some reincarnation of a Bronze Age warrior? And is his quest a worthy one? Cue in the Twilight Zone theme music...






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I even had Gwendolyn McEwan (a Hellenophile, I guess) read the manuscript and she had a few promising words to say about it, but that's as far as the project ever got.
Life intervened. Completing university. Getting a teaching job. Losing a teaching job (over-enrollment). Moving to British Columbia. Getting married. Starting a family. Yadda yadda.
Until finally that little angel on my shoulder (good or bad--hard to say...) finally convinced me that it was time to start writing again. That was back in 1994.
I began writing plays at a fairly furious pace.
Encouraged by my sister, I took the bold step (bold for an introvert, anyway) of actually producing one of them in 1998. More plays, learning how to sound edit and produce radio plays, performing. Dabbling in short stories. More and more short stories as time went on. And finally, in the midst of my research, stumbling upon the character of Wernher von Braun.
I'd heard of von Braun before. I grew up in the 50's and 60's and images of rocket launches were burned into my neurons, but I never really "knew" von Braun until I began digging, and one thing led to another and suddenly I had tons of notes about the man and his times. Eventually it transformed itself into a stage-play which I called "Rocket Science". Almost got it produced, but it can be difficult to get all the pieces into place for this kind of thing. So then I converted it into an audio-play. Turned out pretty well, but only received local distribution on our local cooperative radio station. And, anyway, who makes money on audio drama nowadays?
By this time I was tempted to "let go" of the  von Braun thing all together, but I couldn't somehow. His ghost was always in my thoughts. I was haunted by the man. He just seemed to cry out for other means of expression. Gradually the idea of the novel began to form. And in my novel, I decided I would grant von Braun's lifelong wish--to fly into space. In the novel, which I'm calling
"Lunatics", von Braun becomes the Lunar Module Pilot of the last lunar mission, Apollo XX.

So, I guess, this is primarily what this blog will be about: watching me struggle with getting it all down on paper. Writing chapter after chapter. Encountering the dreaded "writer's block", confronting the dragons of Insufficient Conflict, Poetic Overkill, Over-technical Exposition and who knows what else?
And armed with only a keyboard, Wikipedia, a file folders full of notes!
I would love for you to join me and welcome the moral support. (I suppose I could endure a few heckles too.)
Onwards and upwards!

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Lunatics--the Dream  (originally published March 23, 2011)

11/4/2012

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After mulling about the Lunatics project for a couple of years, by the fall of 2010, I had convinced myself it was finally time to actually get down to work. Summer was over. I wasn’t going back to teach at school and Lord knows, you could research forever and never write a word.

            For a long time I seemed stymied by the problem of how to start the book. There seemed so many possibilities but which one would be the right one?

            Then, one night, I had a dream. Incredible as it may sound, I dreamed the opening for the book. And if that were not quirky enough, my dream was about a dream. It was a vivid, detailed, long dream within a dream and, upon waking from it, I knew I must write it down in longhand right away. I don’t think I even returned to bed for fear that, when I woke for good, my notes would make no sense or my enthusiasm for the idea would have faded.

            But the idea was solid. At least I thought so. And within a few days I had fleshed it out into the first chapter of Lunatics which began with:

It was Berlin but it wasn’t Berlin, as it was before the War, its wide streets lined with lanterns and large leafy trees and Wernher was bounding down the sidewalks like a giant, taking impossibly large strides, counting the seconds between footfalls, rising into the air to the level of rooftops and in a great but delicious rush to get somewhere wonderful. But where?
     

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The description of the dream goes on for several pages, altered only slightly from its original inception. Finally, von Braun wakes and he and the reader discover that he’s lying in a hammock inside the Lunar Module which rests on the lunar surface.

     With trepidation, I let the members of my reading group have a look at this first chapter and, for the most part, their comments were favourable. I also had another writer friend, Kristene Perron have a look at it, and she—in the middle of writing her own novel--was a little more brutal in her assessment. The whole dream thing didn’t work for her. In fact, she called it a cliché. She wasn’t really interested in the story until von Braun actually woke up.

     Ouch.

     So I began to have second thoughts.

     But it wasn’t easy to let go. After all, the dream was a “gift”, right? How often do you dream a chapter full-blown? Still, if it doesn’t work...  If it doesn’t engage the readers almost immediately... And maybe I could use it later in the novel anyway?

     So back to the drawing board, I go.

    

     In a couple of days, it finally hits me that readers might really benefit from a proper back story. After all, how does Wernher von Braun get to be an astronaut and fly to the moon? It’s not exactly obvious.

I really LIKED the idea of dramatically starting the story right on the moon, right in the middle of the mission, but maybe that’s not really where the story begins.

     And to be frank, that has always seemed to be a problem for me, knowing where my story begins.

     Anyway, rather than counting on a dream to guide me, this time I did some additional research on President Lyndon Johnson. I also looked back through my notes and was surprised to find that LBJ and von Braun did indeed know each other, had met face-to-face several times, and it began to occur to me that a meeting between these two bigger-than-life characters might make an excellent backdrop to setting up the story.

     This time, I decided to start the story seven years earlier, at LBJ’s Ranch in Stonewall, Texas, where the President has just invited von Braun down for a barbecue ostensibly, but the most important grilling that was to take place would be LBJ trying to find out just where NASA stood in its program to land men on the moon.

Now the book would start with the President addressing von Braun:

Lyndon Johnson, in a Texas State University apron and wearing his signature Stetson, spoke from behind the shield of his massive black and silver barbecue, “So, Wernher, got any news for me that’s good?

 

This time, I think it works. But I’ve been wrong before!

Please read it for yourself and tell me what you think.

 

I’ll have more to say about LBJ and the moon in my next posting.

LUNATIC WRITER, signing off.


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Wernher von Braun at Apollo Mission Control

Here is Chapter One of Lunatics:

Oct 30, 1967

LBJ Ranch, Stonewell, Texas

            Wrapped in a Texas State University apron and wearing his signature Stetson, Lyndon Johnson spoke from behind his massive black and silver barbecue, “So, Wernher, got any news for me that’s good?”

            “Oh yes!”

            Wernher von Braun’s first impression of Texas had been forgettable. Of all places, they had sent him to Fort Bliss. There, for the first few years,  Wernher and his German colleagues had to work in a perpetual cloud of stifling dust. Thank God for the Korean War;  otherwise he’d be in that wasteland still.

            “Mr. President, I am happy to report that Apollo IV—our first all-up launch of the Saturn booster—was a complete success. Well, I’m sure you have been briefed.”

            LBJ pointed a large fork in the direction of the rocket scientist. “Mr. Von Braun...” He pronounced it, as did most Americans, ‘Von Brawn’. “I can be briefed till the cows come home. What I need is on-the-ground info. Straight from the horse’s mouth.”

            Wernher could tell the president was wondering if he understood the expression. “Mr. President,” Wernher replied, grinning, “it is the horse’s belief that, after Apollo IV, we are back on schedule.”

            “To land men on the moon?”

            “Yes, Mr. President.”

           


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