Well! That seemed like the proper first word, but now I’m not so sure. Let’s see…I’ve been neglecting my blog again because, well…I don’t know. Just because. But here I am not neglecting it at the moment. I haven’t been pushing my book, War Paint, much on this blog because I was thinking that if you came to my website, you already read a bit about the book and I was attempting to make this blog a little more lightweight and semi-humorous. Well! (There’s that word again…) I think I’m going to devote this week’s blog post to some stuff about War Paint.
First of all, YOU SHOULD GET YOUR HANDS ON A COPY OF WAR PAINT!! Because every time someone orders a copy, I make a piddly amount that eventually gets attributed to my account with my publisher and then some more time passes and then I get a quarterly check. I’d like to congratulate Amazon in their ongoing efforts to take over the world! Part of that takeover involves taking a rather humungous cut from books ordered from them. But, I digress. I don’t want everybody to order my book so I can collect the piddly royalties…well, okay, I guess it will add up. But I want my book out there to readers because I think the story is an important and surprising read. It passes along insights into what fighting in a war means to the mostly young warriors and to those waiting at home. It relates what returning to real life is all about. War Paint reminds us how young the soldiers and sailors were and shares a bit about what was going on in the Vietnam War and how it effected everyone in the society. It shows how the navy was involved in the war, which is something rarely included in looks back at the time.
Like any well-told story, it makes readers think–maybe in a new way about some things or maybe about some ideas not considered at all for a long time. And like any compelling tale it does all these things while the reader isn’t noticing and is being carried along by the story, being drawn in by the suspense, the growing tension and the ironic craziness of unexpected story events. As the story builds, the reader begins to care and worry about what is happening and what might be happening to the characters, and begins to root for and against the good guys and bad guys. And when you reach those last two words, THE END, you close the book, think back for a bit and utter a soft or loud “Wow.”
I hope this reminds you of how the last book you really loved made you feel. If you haven’t yet, give War Paint a try and enjoy a good book one more time.
Well! Thanksgiving is next week. Like all of you, I am thankful for many things in my life and I’m going to do some thinking about them just a little more next week. Thanks to all of you who have devoted some time to reading my book and also for taking the time to read this blog.