My mother died in 2010. She was 89-years old although she would tell everyone she was 90. I believe that if she were still alive, she would have read all of my books. As it was, she only read The Olympian, A Tale of Ancient Hellas. She loved that book. I recall reading the manuscript The Hamsa to her as she lay in a hospice bed. I think she would have enjoyed that book because much of the story occurs in Poland. She did not live to see it published. I think she would have read all the books and enjoyed them, although she would have reprimanded me for using the F-bomb in DWI: Dying While Intoxicated “too many times.”
My wife Marie – to whom I dedicated Gaspar – finished Gaspar, Another Tale of the Christ last night. She loved it. I’ll take her at her word. As it is, she is the only one in my family who has read every word in each of my six books. I suspect middle son Brad will complete the hexalogy when he finishes his masters at Thunderbird in December.
I believe my spiritual advisors Mary Ann and Alexei Michalenko have completed them all, and possibly my friend Father Paul. If someone else has read all of my books, I would like to hear from you and acknowledge you.
Four copies of Gaspar sit on my desk in mailers to the winners of the Goodreads Giveaway. While I’ve signed all four, I added a special message to two because those two winners responded to my congratulatory email. To them I wrote
“If you read this book and find one thing of value, I will be pleased.”
Since finishing the book last night, Marie has commented throughout the day, “I really like the way you did this …. I really like the way you did that …. How did you think to do it this way or that way ….”
Marie doesn’t write reviews, but as of today, I must consider her more than my wife … she is my biggest fan.