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Authors: Taylor Anderson

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Rising Tides

Table of Contents

Title Page

Copyright Page





CHAPTER 2 - East Africa

CHAPTER 3 - Yap Island (Shikarrak)

CHAPTER 4 - Talaud Island

CHAPTER 5 - Yap Island (Shikarrak)

CHAPTER 6 - Andaman Island

CHAPTER 7 - Baalkpan

CHAPTER 8 - Jaava Sea

CHAPTER 9 - Eastern Sea

CHAPTER 10 - North of Tjilatjap (Chill-chaap)

CHAPTER 11 - Rangoon

CHAPTER 12 - Eastern Sea

CHAPTER 13 - North of Tjilatjap (Chill-chaap)

CHAPTER 14 - Eastern Sea

CHAPTER 15 - Andaman Island

CHAPTER 16 - North of Tjilatjap (Chill-chaap)

CHAPTER 17 - Respite Island

CHAPTER 18 - Yap Island (Shikarrak)

CHAPTER 19 - Talaud Island

CHAPTER 20 - Respite Island

CHAPTER 21 - North of Tjilatjap (Chill-chaap)

CHAPTER 22 - Yap Island (Shikarrak)

CHAPTER 23 - Mid Eastern Sea

CHAPTER 24 - Mid Eastern Sea

CHAPTER 25 - Off Tagran Island

CHAPTER 26 - Talaud Island

CHAPTER 27 - New Scotland, Sunday, December 4, 1943

CHAPTER 28 - West Eastern Sea

CHAPTER 29 - New Scotland Dueling Ground

CHAPTER 30 - Scapa Flow

CHAPTER 31 - Ceylon

CHAPTER 32 - Fil-pin Sea




Into the Storm
Distant Thunders


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Anderson, Taylor.

Rising tides /Taylor Anderson.

p. cm.—(Destroyermen)

eISBN : 978-1-101-47557-7

1. World War, 1939-1945—Fiction. I. Title.

PS3601.N5475R57 2011

813’.6—dc22 2010036622


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As always, I’d like to thank my friend and agent, Russell Galen, as well as Ginjer Buchanan and all the great folks at Roc. I can’t stress that enough. Unlike a lot of authors, I suppose, I live “out in the country” and don’t have a long list of literary clubs, writers’ roundtables, and constructive critics to thank. I do have a lot of good friends who are generally highly educated—both academically and in the less-forgiving “University of Hard Knocks,” attended during the course of real, adventurous lives. These friends are not always
objective, I fear, so Ginjer and the copy editors at Roc are my last line of defense.

My parents, Don and Jeanette Anderson, remain my first, primary editors, since they’re the ones who have to thrash through the initial rough drafts and try to make sense out of gibberish. As members of the generation that I write about in this series, they also prevent me from saying some stupid stuff that people “back then” wouldn’t have said. In that same affectionate vein, I want to thank Tom and Jody Thigpen for their lifelong friendship and support. Tom’s knowledge of petroleum engineering will also become increasingly valuable as this series progresses. (I like to joke that my dad invented the first means of “out of sight” communications, and Tom pounded the first hole in the ground looking for “black stuff ”—around the time Methuselah was born.) Being childhood pals, they probably managed both feats together, with the assistance of gallons of yucky Scotch, and were likely trying to do something completely different at the time.

Otherwise, all the people listed in previous volumes remain high on the list of “usual suspects” and all have contributed in various ways, from technical expertise to character inspiration. Many of my characters are “real,” though none are specific people. They are composites. Virtually every goofy stunt described in the series is based on some real event, and I’m somewhat dubiously honored to have witnessed quite a few of them firsthand. One of the great advantages of knowing a lot of people from all walks of life is that you never run out of characters!

For various reasons, I must add a few names to the “usual suspects” list. Long overdue is an appreciative mention of my many friends—and occasional colleagues—at Tarleton State University. They probably think I’ve lost my mind, but I think some of them have secretly read my books. Also overdue is an appreciative hug for my aunt Terry, whose grit, stoicism, and friendly cheer always remind me of what “stern stuff ” Brits are made of. Kate Baker is a swell gal, and she’s been doing great work to update my Web site and blog. A facsimile of “Tikki’s” “Killer Kudzu”—submitted to the “Order of Darwinian Delight” contest on my Web site—will make an appearance. Additionally, Tom Potter, Michael Walsh, Bruce Kent, R. P. Scott, John Schmuke, Aaron Wehr, and a guy named “Ed” all made valuable suggestions. Colonel Dave Leedom, Mark Wheeler, and my barnstorming dad continue to do their best to keep the “Allies” airborne, and (Bad) Dennis Petty never lets me forget that throughout human history, something, somewhere, has always needed killing. Of course, Jim Goodrich never fails to provide constant examples that no matter how weird or ridiculous a situation seems, it can always get weirder.

The Tides of The sea rise and fall, with great energy and exuberance. At certain Times, They rise higher Than others. The moon is The chief engine behind This, I am Told, but it moves Them with a singularly predictable, faithful regularity. The flood of war similarly flows and ebbs, but with a wild, ungovernable capriciousness That cannot be anticipated with any degree of confidence. It is more like a storm, a Tempest, often unforeseen and almost never adequately prepared for. It can ebb with a breathless suddenness That leaves one wondering what all The fuss was about, or it can rise against The highest, most invulnerable peak in a mad rush of relentless violence. Also unlike The dependable Tides, war need not necessarily ebb. Like nothing in nature, it appears, war seems able To flow and flow, and build endlessly upon itself like an ever-mounting gale, flailing vengefully about, long after its contingent parts have been exhausted. When all is said and done, one must contemplate the possibility that such dubious intangibles as “luck” might actually exist, because They, and God, remain The only Things worthy of faith.


—Courtney Bradford,
The Worlds I’ve Wondered
University of New Glasgow Press

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