If you notice the sidebar, it now says Serendipity Road is free. Why am I giving away my book?
Writing Serendipity Road was a joy. I didn’t think about what I was going to write. It just popped out. I didn’t self-edit, either. I told embarrassing stories and I told stories I didn’t think everyone would believe. The first version was kind of a mess. The chapters were in no particular order and there were a lot of spelling mistakes and some grammatical errors. Seven edits later, I caught most of the mistakes and put the book in an order that made sense to me. That’s not to say I don’t jump from 1969 to 2006 or 2014 between chapters, but that’s the nature of the book. It travels through the “honeycomb of time” rather than taking a direct route.
I was inspired by magic realism. The problem with most books written in that style is they are fiction. Magic realism has been a real part of my life, so I didn’t hold back from writing a true story in that style. As I wrote in a blog, When Magic Realism is Real:
Magical realism is not speculative and does not conduct thought experiments. Instead, it tells its stories from the perspective of people who live in our world and experience a different reality from the one we call objective. If there is a ghost in a story of magical realism, the ghost is not a fantasy element but a manifestation of the reality of people who believe in and have “real” experiences of ghosts.
That’s a quote from Bruce Holland Rogers from an article titled, What is Magic Realism, Really?
I’ve had an experience with a ghost. I didn’t see the ghost, but Sopheak did. I may not have believed her if the information the ghost wanted her to pass on to me hadn’t been so accurate. He hit the nail on the head, but Sopheak had no way of knowing what he told her. He then complained that I didn’t offer him cigarettes when I was smoking outside near the mango tree he lived in. From that day forward, I had to light one for him. Sometimes I even had imaginary conversations with him, as if we were sitting next to each other in a bar.
There is another story in the book about our housekeeper, Sokha, who became possessed by her mother, her baby sister and her older sister. Psychologists would call it “multiple personality disorder,” but psychologists are not nearly as successful at treating the disorder as the people who finally got our housekeeper’s older sister to leave her. Her mother and baby sister just showed up for a few minutes and then went away. Her older sister had been raped and murdered by a policeman and a monk. She was angry and wanted to take over her body or kill her. She even threatened me with a knife.
It took a few tries, but finally her older sister left for good. Sokha hasn’t had a problem since then. I looked it up and psychiatrists have a very poor record when it comes to treating multiple personality disorder. The monks did it in three tries.
Why am I Giving Away Serendipity Road?
I’m giving away Serendipity Road because I never expected it to sell well, but I’d like people to read it. Not everyone will like it, but that’s okay. The one person I wanted to like it loved it. I won’t be giving it away for long. I’ll put a price tag on it in about a week, but if you’re interested, give it a try. If you don’t have a reading device, download calibre. It’s a free program that allows you to read epub books on your computer. I downloaded it and it works brilliantly.
That’s all for now. Hopefully I’ll get a new phone soon and be able to take some photos of Sihanoukville. I did something really dumb with my old phone. I wanted to take pictures of the places I go when I swim, so I wrapped my phone in three plastic bags. They leaked and destroyed my phone. I’d had the phone for seven years and I’m annoyed with myself for thinking those plastic bags would protect it.