The ‘Beyond’ Trilogy March 2016 Newsletter

The ‘Beyond’ Trilogy March 2016 Newsletter

J. Winfield Currie: A Colorful Author with a Fresh, New Voice


By joining the cast in Beyond the Horizon, American General Nathanael Greene becomes more visible. The following clip is one of my favorite scenes. As I am not going to disclose the intrigue and peril leading up to, or continuing after this specific incident, I’ll provide a short intro.

In the aftermath of the Revolutionary War, General Greene roamed Charleston’s streets, maintaining strict order … refusing to leave until the Peace Treaty arrived. Several disturbing events had recently been brought to his attention: an unexpected jailbreak of significance, a mysterious letter of questionable origin he needed to read, but had yet to lay his hands on, and a recently arrived young English carriage driver reported to be the key to solving all his lingering questions: Had the Tarrington’s survived? For if so, Greene had a devious plan to implement. Eventually he cornered Ted in the hotel dining room and demanded that he provide answers … now.

B.T.H: Meet the cagey, smart aleck carriage driver, Theodore Artemis Oleander. “Just call me, Ted. A name like that means one of two things … either your parents have grandiose plans for yer future, or they hate you. But I have yet to decide which it is in my case.”

B.T.H.: Ted knew his barbs had struck true and applauded silently. But he was not quite through with Nathanael Greene yet. He liked to live on the edge and push his luck upon occasion. “Oh, by the way, sir,” he called after the general’s receding back. “Would you like me to save any future letters, so that you might have the opportunity of renewing your relationship?”

Greene turned and faced him with a steely gaze. “Send them on if more arrive. However, I believe it to be a dead issue,” he stated tightly. A sneer curled his lip, his narrowed eyes sending unmistakable warning. Piercing Ted with one last icy look, he spun on his heel and moved away at an exacting pace.

“That little bastard knows something,” he growled to his aides. “He is aware I am here to keep the peace, not create a greater rift. So he tweaks me, knowing I am in no position to do anything. Smart, aggravating, young bastard,” he grumbled, swearing softly.

“Shall we arrange for …?”

“He’s not worth our effort, Lieutenant. Let’s enjoy the rest of our day and put this matter to rest.” As he walked, he analyzed the last few minutes of confrontation. He would love to make it his personal vendetta to discover the truth of that pair. As a dynamic team, they had been vicious in battle, tearing into his troops unmercifully and wreaking devastating havoc. I refuse to acknowledge their unbelievable passion to win … and unquestionable talent. They were merely one more aggravation in a detestable war. 

But that statement was as idiotic as it was untrue, and he felt no satisfaction. “I wonder if we shall ever know for sure,” he stated softly. “In death they are as formidable as they were in life.”

Nathanael Greene’s ongoing interactions in B.T.H. are both devious and intriguing as he smoothly interweaves with the main characters in an endless game of ‘cat and mouse’. But his comment on nemesis Colonel Jason Tarrington and his equally notorious wife, Kathryn MacLean Tarrington, speaks of admiration and perhaps … a touch of jealousy.

A Recent Newsworthy Item: The use of ‘Lord Jeff’as Amherst College’s Mascot may soon be over due to student protests, and  certain faculty members voting to drop his icon. Lord Jeffrey Amherst, although a military hero of the French and Indian War and Commanding General of British forces in America from 1758 – 1763, is also known for having implemented one of the earliest forms of biological warfare: deliberately distributing smallpox infested blankets and handkerchiefs to the Native Americans. Removing him as Amherst College’s Mascot is both reassuring … and long overdue.

If you have read my novels you are aware that Kathryn MacLean’s father died of smallpox. Upon hearing of Lord Jeffrey’s insidious treatment of the Native Americans, he had rushed to help fight the ensuing epidemic and contracted the dreaded disease himself. I mentioned that historical fact in Beyond All Reason in 2003. It is now 2016. Isn’t it time to stop blindly accepting the whitewashing of Native American History as portrayed in grade school … and beyond? Instead, let’s approach historical events with an unbiased point of view and reassess our attitudes … fairly.

To those of you celebrating Leap Year Birthdays, I wish you all the best.

Until next month, Joan

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