People have been asking me when my next book will be coming out since they loved the first one so much. There are a couple of reactions that immediately come with that question. First is being so pleased that people love my writing, characters and story. An author never knows how the public will react to a creative offering, and hoping for the best launches it into the world, optimistically expecting the best.
Then comes the obverse side of that coin ~ will they like the next book as much? Since it is not part of a series, will the characters grab them? Will they be propelled through the book because they have become involved in the lives of people they will only know on the page; or device depending on what you read? The committee of negative activities lurking in the back of my mind will whisper that it is a fluke and will never happen again.
All I can do is swat those negative thoughts away and after writing, polishing, rewriting and polishing some more, then release the manuscript to the publisher. So that finally once in print, the reader tell me what they think.
So what is the next book about? It is a story set in a small town in 1939 as Germany is making advances on Poland, and the world watches with horror as they spark another world war. As they watch, people go on living their lives in cities, the country and small towns. This story is set in the county seat of MontgomeryCounty in the city of Red Oak in Iowa. It is a story about the secrets people keep in this small town, the lies people live and live with. How they deal with truth when it is revealed. It is about memories buried deep under the dust of time, of the people who move in and out of our lives, some slipping away almost unnoticed and nearly forgotten.
And that gets me thinking…
In a poem by Dory Previn, she states ~
We never stop to wonder till a person’s gone,
We never yearn to know him until he’s packed and traveled on.
As I worked on this story I thought of the many people who have come and gone in my life. Some are there for a long time, some pass quickly through. Each person I encounter gives me something, recreates something in me, for better or for worse. Every time my being interacts with someone else; I am changed, transformed in some way, even if it is a very small and hardly noticeable change.
Think about the people you have known in your life. Some teach us so much, some give us joy and laughter, others give us pain and hard learned lessons, but each has had an impact on who we are. I think about some of the people who have died, and I wish I’d known them better. I wish that I’d been able to know more about them, their lives growing up, and their experiences. But I thank them for being a part of my life.
From all this pondering, I hope that I will be a positive impact on people, their lives, and that in future people will say ~ she made me laugh, or think or taught me something wonderful. These are the things I think about as I create a story and characters. I want them to touch the reader’s lives, and hope they will not soon be forgotten.