I mean, if I had infinite resources, I'd so go to England just to hang with Napoleonic War re-enactors and load and fire a Baker rifle and whatever kind of pistol a cavalry officer would own. How am I supposed to write with vivid sensory detail about this sort of thing if I've never fired anything other than my cousin's BB gun when I was 9?
Never mind that I write about things I've never seen or done all the time, and have no desire whatsoever to climb the rigging of a tall ship, which is sure to feature in my next story (I can't even climb a
ladder,
really--it's a phobia thing). I've developed gun-lust. But only for guns approaching their bicentennial.
Could you see if there's any local museums or state historical societies that have something similar to the Baker rifle? Even if you can't fire it, you might be able to handle it so you can get the feel of it.
That's a good idea. Really anything of about the right vintage would do the trick. And if I try hard enough, I could probably find an email address for some of those British re-enactors and get them to help me with some of those pesky sensory details.
still wanna play with the guns....
Blackpowder rifles have a hell of a kick. I've only fired one once. I don't shoot .45s because I have small hands and all the ones I've tried have been so big, I've been afraid the big-ass kick would throw the thing out of my grip.
Oh, and what I was actually coming over here to post about....
Woohoo!
I sold the Glastonbury article!
I feel like I'm finally back in the swing of things as a writer after my massive strikeouts throughout 2004.
Woo hoo! That's great news, Susan.
Go, Susan! That's a great start to the year!
