Whiskey and Writing

 So I recently published a novel called Silent.  It means a lot to me, even if its not all that great.  I worked on some of it when I was overseas, and some in America.  There were pieces of it I’ve been working on since I was a teenager, and its nice to finally see it done.  I didn’t put it in the book description, but it has to do with some aspects of the Japanese involvement in World War 2.  I tried to briefly capture what I could about things happening in the aftermath, as well how the main character is involved in all of them.  I know I probably moved a little too quickly on some things, and maybe could’ve found ways to expand the story, but I also tried to leave some things for the reader to figure a few things out too.  I probably have about 2,000 books in my house, and its so weird to see one of my own on a shelf.

 I managed to publish three books in the last couple of months.  This last one was my favorite.  I tried to make it about dealing with the aftermath of wars, murder, and fear.  But I also tried to have a little fun with it.  It took me a year to get the first draft done, and I think it’s a halfway decent story.  I’m happy that I’m at least putting stuff out now, instead of just perpetually working.