PLEASE WELCOME author MIKE TORREANO!
Fireflies at Dusk has the most interesting genesis of any of my books. It was rejected by my future editor back in 2014. I was just starting down the fiction yellow brick road and didn’t realize that the manuscript wasn’t ready. Boy, is that an understatement. But this editor took the time to personalize her rejection, giving me chapter and verse about POV, showing versus telling, etc.
Needless to say, I was impressed, so eight months later, I emailed her again, and started out with ‘You don’t remember me, but I’m working on a western and wondered if anyone at The Wild Rose Press would be interested in seeing it. She said the words I’ll never forget-‘Send it to me when it’s ready’ (bf added). I polished and polished and polished it, and it turned into my first contract (with her, too, of all things!).
When I started Fireflies, I thought I’d be writing about George McClellan, one of the most prominent of Union generals. So I needed a character through whose eyes we could see McClellan, hence Jonathan Gray. As I wrote about Jonathan growing up, he began to push, then shoved, McClellan into the background, which surprised me, something that’s always a treat for a writer.
While Fireflies is set during the Civil War era, it’s not about the war, it’s a coming-of-age tale about the challenges Jonathan faces as he tries to navigate his family’s pacifism, deal with the injustice of slavery, and try to live through the hot cauldron of battles as the Civil War breaks out.
THE STORY:
As the Civil War looms, a young Ohio farm boy comes face to face with the injustice of slavery-an evil that tears at his very soul. When Jonathan Gray leaves home, anger causes him to abandon everything he once loved and push away everyone who ever loved him. He joins the Union Army and furious combat strips away his all-too-abundant pride. Worse, he leads men who would just as soon see him dead. If he is to regain his self-respect, he must embark on a gritty struggle to reclaim everything and everyone-including the childhood sweetheart he once held dear.
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Jonathan did indeed remember Barbra. He carried a picture of her in his head from when they were about twelve. She was walking toward him outside school, carrying some books. She wore a light blue top, her dark reddish hair trailing over her shoulders. No more pigtails. The scene was still as vivid today as if it had just happened. As she turned from the drink bowl toward him now, his heart raced.
Mrs. Carson called them over to the picnic table where she and Belinda were settled in. “Barbra Elizabeth, why don’t you and Jonathan come sit with us?”
When dusk crept across the landscape, fireflies appeared as if from nowhere. They filled the air around their table. They were common this time of year but to Barbra they seemed to be putting on a show just for them. Jonathan’s little brother, Peter, spun in the middle of the field, reaching for them. When one got caught in his curly hair, he looked like he had a blinking lantern perched on his head. Belinda called Peter over to the table and made him stand extra still. She worked through his curls, laying them aside so the firefly could find its way out.
Peter stared at it in Belinda’s hands. “Momma, it’s not lighting up anymore!”
“It won’t, Peter, as long as I’m holding it. Fireflies only light when they’re free.” Belinda thrust her hand upward.
The firefly blinked away into the faint evening light. Jonathan couldn’t take his eyes from Barbra’s smile as she followed the firefly, her head tilted slightly. The curve of her neck. A moment he would never forget.
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