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  1. Custom Stories
  2. Dear Committee Members
  3. Dear Evan Hansen Newsletter
  4. Author Interview - Julie Rahm | Author | United States | Heather D. Nelson

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Custom Stories

No one in the family cared much about it, because no one else read like we did. I quickly slammed the book shut, embarrassed that you had caught me looking through your things. Your offer unleashed an awful struggle inside of me. I hated the idea of taking more of your things, but the prospect that this book might help me to solve the riddle of you was irresistible.

On the journey home, I began reading eagerly, but encountered a dense, nearly indigestible historical account of the nascent Prussian kingdom. Impatient that the book might not deliver the answers I sought, I turned to the author description on the last page. After reading the short text, it struck me that while remorse had never crossed your lips, you may in fact have felt it inside.

How I hoped for it. Jochen Klepper, the author, was the son of a pastor who had interrupted his studies in theology to become a writer in Berlin in , shortly after he had married a Jewish widow with two daughters. A decade later, after all efforts to spare his wife and one of her daughters from deportation had failed, he switched on the gas in their Berlin apartment, so that they could die together. I pictured you on the terrace of your Brazilian ranch, out of the glare of the sun that your skin could not tolerate, reading the work of this energetic novelist, whose life and career your movement had cut short.

What thoughts went through your head, what feelings through your heart? What You Read - Chapter 4. Book 4. According to him, in the eye of battle no one was responsible and no strategy possible.

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According to Tolstoy, Kutuzov and Napoleon resigned themselves to fate and superstition, and history simply unfolded. In later years, the nervous condition that forced your eyes to shut each time that you looked at the printed page seemed the harshest of punishments for one so in love with books. You patted the thick book, which you kept before you on the dining table when you were listening to it, even as you no longer opened the cover. It was like your best defence in a never-ending trial. When you were over one hundred years old, I confronted you with the truth you could never share with me: the fanatic Party and SS engagement throughout the duration of the Third Reich.

Dear Committee Members

I tried not to cast blame, having learned from Tolstoy that the forces of history were too complex to lay the responsibility for their unfolding at the feet of any one person. It was a clever, temporarily destabilizing retort until I reflected upon your apparent mastery of the Napoleonic Wars, which had ended nearly a century before you were born. If none of us had the right to history, how could you have the right to the early 19th century? It might have been an act of tolerance and mercy to behold and accept, rather than to demand clarity about every one of your many faces. Originally posted March The fifth was on the way.

The exigencies of life would soon wash over that question, like the tide that takes back what it has washed onto the shore. Although, as an adolescent, you had tried to escape it in the books at your attic window and had hoped for prosperity, war overtook your life like a tsunami, and now you wanted a simple answer.

Dear Evan Hansen Newsletter

At first, Tolstoy gave you one that you could distance yourself from, in the tale of the Rostovs and the Bolkonskys, and the urge of their men to battle. The smallest taste of the ecstasy, freedom and camaraderie of war was worth the stench of disease and death. In between battles, there was no need to think of purpose — one could even idle - loyalties were straight forward and life seemed simple. In contrast, peace was a devilishly complicated existence; something you saw in your husband, who clung to war long after it was over by sleeping with his revolver.

This explanation allowed you to avoid feeling any responsibility. In the detailed account of the circumstances surrounding the Battle of Borodino - Napoleon's defeat by the Russian army and the battle that Hitler did not take sufficient note of in his decision to invade Russia — Tolstoy advanced a theory that you would wrestle with for the rest of your life. One could not attribute the will to war solely to leaders, he said.

This went to the heart of your fears: Underneath your passion for the highly civilized, did you too possess a passion for destruction? Your leaders had committed suicide, been sentenced and hung, but there remained a deafening silence about the past that masked your inner turmoil. The question of why men went to war evolved into the question of who was responsible. It dangled in your thoughts without a home, like one of the roots in those medicinal plant books.

What You Read - Chapter 3. Book 3. I loved writing and all indications were that I was pretty good at it, but I , thank you very much, wanted to be a rock star. Which turned out to be ever-so-slightly harder to do than writing. A lot more equipment was involved, that's for sure. Heavy things, with knobs. But my dream of being a published writer never faded. So I wrote The Runaway Duke , sent it to a literary agent see the story here , who sold it to Warner Books a few months after that I'm now with Avon books, and I've just launched my new Pennyroyal Green historical romance series.

Why romance? Well, like most voracious readers, I read across many genres, but I've been an avid romance reader since I got in trouble for sneaking a Rosemary Rogers novel out of my mom's nightstand drawer I think it was Sweet Savage Love.


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I cut my romance teeth on those ladies. And in general, I take a visceral sort of pleasure in creating a hero and a heroine, putting them through their emotional paces, and watching their relationship develop on the page. And of course, there's much to be said for the happy ending. Well, for starters, I think we can blame Jane Austen. Her inimitable wit, compassion and vision brought the Regency vividly to life for generations of readers.

If Jane Austen had written romances about Incas, for instance, I think, we'd have racks and racks of Inca romances in bookstores all over the country. I submitted my manuscript for Bessie the Amazing Cow. Though the investment was steep, her childhood dream had been rekindled and with the support of family and friends she pushed forward with BIG eyes on a BIG prize. Her initial enthusiasm was almost instantly dampened by the reality of publishing with Tate.

Seems like I had to be the one making contact with various people depending on where I was in the publication process.

For example, there were about 3 or so people who ended up working on editing my book. Each of them wanted something different with the wording, spelling or whatever to change the story a bit. There was no consistency between them. I did my best to put my faith and trust in them as they were to be the experts, the publishers who supposedly knew what they were supposed to be doing.

Once my book was published, I did my best to try and secure book signings and get the word out. I was pretty much on my own, having to do my own research and find venues in which to sell.

Author Interview - Julie Rahm | Author | United States | Heather D. Nelson

I did my best to do what I could. Employee turn-overs, inconsistent communication, lack of proper marketing, et al. Despite consistent sales, her royalty checks dwindled to mere pennies before dropping off completely. Everything seemed perfect. The process was slow, communication was even worse, and her day window came and went with no completed book.

My hopes and dreams of continuing my book series was going down the drain. I felt like a failure. A heart crushing loss for sure to accept the final reality that Tate Publishing had closed their doors for good. As someone who fell for similar tactics I can attest to the weighty moment of realism when you understand fully how you have been scammed. From that point forward July Rahm had a choice to make on how to proceed.

And she made it very clear that bitterness and anger was NOT in her plans. My whole world felt as if everything just came crashing down on me. How could I express what I have done and been through to those who have supported me and feel good about it? Hard earned money given to and wasted by greed of someone else. Many fears and worries consumed me. So, as you can see, praying for Tate Publishing was the best thing I could do. Getting her AH-HA moment might have taken her longer than most fear not Dear Julie, took me about that long as well she has learned so much.

She has begun reading up and researching self-publishing, and her trials has taught her so much about marketing and the business side of writing books. She is exploring CreateSpace and a few other options as well. Thought unsure on where her path will lead her just yet, she refuses to simply give in.