Where the magic happens: on an 11-year-old, pre-Intel PowerBook G4 with no distracting Internet connection.






Broos's books







Middlesex




4 of 5 stars










So moving and insightful that I had to remind myself it wasn't autobiographical. The clinical bits get so personal, though, that reading the book aloud can get kind of disconcerting.







A Sailor of Austria: In Which, Without Really Intending to, Otto Prohaska Becomes Official War Hero No. 27 of the Habsburg Empire




4 of 5 stars










A beautifully written, quietly humorous tale of an Austro-Hungarian U-boat commander during World War I. I was sorry to finish it. But then I remembered I've got three more of them to read.







Red Seas Under Red Skies




4 of 5 stars










Starts out with a bang--which leads to another bang, which leads to another ... Lightweight, but funny and inventive.







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Selected Works

The Matty Graves novels
Midshipman Matty Graves must choose between family and duty.

“Refreshingly cynical.”
—Jonathan Lunn

Acting-Lieutenant Matty Graves gets caught up in the Haitian Revolution in 1800. Mayhem ensues!

"[N]ever dull . . ."
—Madison Smartt Bell

Matty seizes the opportunity to make a name and fortune for himself—even if it means destroying those closest to him.

"[U]nusual, if somewhat jaundiced . . ."
Library Journal

Errata
Errors after the fact
History
Seamen's terms in landsmen's language
Haitian Timeline
Nautical info bits
How far it is from here to there, by sea, in English statute miles.
Public domain stuff—I didn't write this.
Maps
Yep, still maps

Beyond the Graves

When the @#$% is the fourth Matty Graves book coming out?

September 11, 2010

Tags: editor, hates, me

Sometime between now and never. I wrote a first draft of it, in which Matty goes off to North Africa, meets an old friend, has a fight, goes home, sees a play about himself that's interrupted by a tomato fight, goes back to Tripoli in time to get captured in the Philadelphia (or maybe not; I hadn't decided yet), meets up with an old flame in a whorehouse, and goes with Presley O'Bannon to the shores of Tripoli.

But, frankly, sales of the series have been, how should we put this ... crap. The first two earned out, but Peter Wicked is still about 500 copies shy of making back my advance. As my editor cheerfully points out, I could help myself by getting back on the campaign trail and doing things like updating this blog more than every six months. Also I could point out that I HAVE COPIES FOR CHEAP! REALLY!! HALF THE COVER PRICE, SIGNED!!! Which won't help my sales against royalties statement, but hey. I need the dough.

And I'm really glad that people are picking up my books at libraries. I love libraries. Both of my parents were librarians (true!) and my first job was at a library (also true). And if your library doesn't have one of my books, please ask. Even if they won't buy it, times being what they are, chances are they'll order it for you through interlibrary loan. I love libraries.

But library copies are single sales with multiple readers. They're loss leaders. They don't finance the next book. So until I find a job (anybody need an experienced editor, proofreader and copywriter?), the fiction's on hold.

I really did like that tomato fight, though. Maybe it's time to fish that manuscript out of the ol' desk drawer...