I thought about this story Saturday when I realized it was Summer Solstice. I started this book, “Butchers of The Summer Solstice” during my college years after seeing so many older stories where the main Protagonist had no name. I sat down several weekends to write it thinking, “How hard can that be?” But I tell you. This is harder to do than it seems. It’s a Gothic story set in the late 1890’s. Back then, mail wasn’t called mail it was called ‘postage’ and this woman received a letter in the postage saying her father was gravely ill and she must come at once. Remember back then traveling 20-50 miles in a wagon or buggy was a tedious journey. Well, let’s just say she encounter some unusual people in her travel.
I wrote a lot of my books long before the days of the internet or eBooks but I’m just now putting the work out as to why it may seems like I’m churning out lots of books very fast when in truth most weren’t written recently. Some were written as long ago as twenty years or more.