Music In Historic Novels

Russian Music

From folk songs to symphonies, from lullabies to  ballets, Russia's soul is expressed in her music. I used several references to music to immerse the reader in my stories.  During Akulina and Massey's wedding feast described in Ikons: Saint Nicholas the Wonder Worker, the hall was fill with boisterous melodies shouted by the celebrants.  Akulina sat stoically through the vodka infused celebration until Massey requested the manly Cossack tune, "Stefan Razin."  That did it.  Using her newly acquired wifely authority she whispered, "Not that. Sing 'Little Bells.'"  Massey realizing the shift in family dynamics acquiesced and called for the sentimental tune, which today is still considered by many the most beautiful Russian song ever penned.

Little Bells

I used the haunting lyrics of "Little Bells" throughout my three novels whenever one of my characters would leave their homeland.  It continued until the ultimate departure, the death of Boris.

Patriotic Music

Banners: For God, Tsar and Russia begins with the citizens of Hutava sending her sons off to battle accompanied by the stirring notes of a popular patriotic song, "Sing Little Nightingale." The villagers, led by old Telepnev's concertina, made up in volume what they lacked in tone.  The rousing melody and festive atmosphere belied the disaster awaiting Hutava.

 

Sing Little Nightingale

After three years and millions of casualties, Russia's music shifted from patriotic to revolutionary.  By 1917 her citizens paraded with a different song on their lips -- "The International."  This clip from the 1981 movie "Reds" captures the heady optimism of the Russian Revolution when a socialistic future still held great promise.  In my third book, Slogans: Our Children, Our Future, young Stepha learns to play "The International" on his concertina and leads "volunteers" to the planting and harvest.

The International

The new government is not embraced by all thrusting Russia into civil war.  As Reds and White forces clash, another song replaced "The International."

Song of the Red Army

Kataya's childhood friend Igor was conscripted into the Red Army and became an officer in the Konarmia, the feared Red Calvary.  With Igor in the vanguard, the Konarmia cut a swath through enemy forces until its defeat on the banks of Vistula. 

White Army, Black Baron

The military song, "White Army, Black Baron," was sang by the Komarmia during their march and heralded the coming of their 100,000 sabers as a challenge to all who opposed them.

Popular songs are sprinkled throughout my saga as the situation requires.  The strains of the gypsy melody "Dark Eyes" brought memories of home to the Russian immigrants in America, and the Subboniks defiantly sang the "Song of the Volga Boatmen" during their forced labor.  Stepha learned several melodies on his concertina with "My Little Duck" being his signature tune.

The boastful lyrics of George Cohan's "Over There" announced America's entry into the first world war and those of the melancholy "The Long Long Trail" its departure.

There Will Be Crosses

In the spring of 1997,the Dayton Daily News premiered their annual short story contest.  My novel had been plodding along well into the era of the Great War.  Three of my chapters told the story of Massey's friend, Ribba, fighting against the Austrians during the siege of Przemysk, in what was then Austrian-Poland.

Short Story Winner - 1997

The characters and plot were ideal for a short story -- infantrymen wait in their trenches for what they believe will be their final battle.  The banter and comradeship between the men transcends nationality making for an emotional tale.  My short story differs from the novel in location and characters.  Instead of the Eastern Front, the battle takes place in France and the characters are not Russian, but Americans in an Afro-American company.  While fictional, this episode is based on historic facts and could have occurred.

Men of Bronze during the Great War

In rewriting this story, I stayed away from using what could be called Black dialect. Instead, I gave my characters Southern  nicknames suggested by a Texan coworker.  Thus I had Crawdad, Polly, Cajun, Preacher, and Cricket.  I used slang from World War One throughout the story.  Paul Dickson published a very detailed dictionary of the history of American military slang, called War Slang: American Fighting Words and Phases from the Civil War to the Gulf War.  Many readers congratulated me on capturing my characters' voices when they mistook war slang for black dialect.

I titled my story There Will Be Crosses.  As with Ikons and Banners, crosses were the theme running throughout the story.  It begins with the cross Crawdad wears for luck, to the crosses hanging from the medals they know they will never receive, to the the crosses placed upon their graves far away from home, and finally the cross as a sign of life.

Not only did I win a nice dollar amount for my story, which went toward publishing my books, but it also gave me confidence to continue writing. Winning against professionals reinforced my desire to finish my dream.

Interested readers can find There Will Be Crosses at www.flyingbrickvideo.com

Selling Ikons: Saint Nicholas the Wonder Worker

Along with my shipment of novels, iUniverse supplied digital press and sales kits.  The press kit consisted of sample news releases, sell sheets, and suggestions for getting my book noticed by the media.  The sales kit included pdf files for printing posters, book marks, and post cards announcing the publishing of Ikons.  Armed with this arsenal of material I set out in earnest to publicize my work.

My first targets were friends and relatives, which actually netted sales.  After depleting that resource, in short order I was forced to take a more traditional rout.  Book stores at this time had not yet been inundated by indie writers looking for shelf space and I was fortunate enough to have a few Mom and Pop stores agree to carry Ikons.  It was at this point I found out I made a grave mistake with my title.

 Ikon of Saint Nicholas the Wonder Worker

While the name "Ikons" was well thought out (Humor me) the subtitle wasn't. Saint Nicholas the Wonder Worker turned out to be a bad idea.  While I understood the significance of the sub-title, few others did.  Of the indie book stores I talked into displaying Ikons, one ended up placing Ikons in the religious section.  A buyer tracked me down and informed me of such.  He didn't want his money back, just wanted me to know.

My space at the Joliet Author Fair

My nest step was an author fair and I secured at spot at the Public Library's in Joliet, Illinois.  Since my story took place in Joliet's suburb of Rockdale, it was a prime spot.  I sent a sell sheet to the local paper and a letter detailing my story and how it related to the area.  A reporter from the paper called and interviewed me and did an article for the local section called, "From Russia to Rockdale."

In addition to book sales, I met the renown indie writer J. A. Konrath who gave me tips on selling self-published books.  Check out his site after reading mine.

Book Club "Meet the Author"

Even better was a woman who bought my novel and later suggested it to her book club.  She invited me to speaking engagement and do a signing.  I agreed and was surprised to find her club met at the village recreation center.  They had decorated the room in a Russian motif and offered a wine and cheese spread.  I gave my talk, sold my books, and was quite impressed.  My ego had definitely been stroked.

Book Club "Meet the Author" display i

The Book Mouse in Ottawa, Illinois

                                                                        My next stop was a small book store in Ottawa, Illinois, the Book Mouse.  There I did another meet and greet, told my stories, topping it off with my ghostly tale of the Voltuno.  My sales were not overly impressive, but the crowd was receptive and I think a good time was had by all, or at least enough.

Display at the Book Mouse

The next venues were the local author event with Dayton Metro Library and later the Dayton Book Expo.  Both events were open to authors residing in the Southwest Ohio area, but there was a limit to the number of authors who could participate.  My previous video productions for the library got me a prime spot.  I attracted a crowd by giving away old VHS tapes of programs I had created.  The lure of free stuff, no matter how useless, still attracts a crowd.

Book Expo - Dayton, Ohio

Book Expo display

Each stop was another opportunity to sell books and spread my fame.  I believed I was actually getting the hang of this author stuff.

Publishing Ikons

When I started the Ikons series in 1990, my options for publishing were: the traditional agent route, unsolicited queries to publishers, or vanity press.  The latter was too expensive, so I choose the former two.  My pitch to both was that one hundred years of Eastern European immigration to the US had produced tens of millions of Slavic descendants all of whom I was convinced, would want to purchase my book.  I obtained a copy of the Writer's Digest Guide to Agents and Publishers, highlighted likely candidates, followed the query format guide and sent off a series of well-polished letters and waited.  And waited and waited.  The few replies I received were of the "Thanks, but no thanks."

There is no one in the world more optimistic than a novice writer, but even they can lose hope. Which I did. Then enter the digital age and Print-On-Demand (POD).  The idea of POD was presented at one of my writer's meeting and I saw its potential.  While not offering the big money of a well established publisher, POD did give you a way to turn your dreams into reality.  I studied the many companies springing up in the late 90's and vacillated between a few.  I choose iUniverse when Barns and Noble prodded me with a $300 signing stipend.  Spurred by their three week dead line, I sped through the final editing process leaving a few errors in my wake.  Somehow the singular word "woman" kept replacing the plural word "women."

I saved my completed digital manuscript to a floppy disc (remember them?) and took it to the library to transfer it to iUniverse.  Why the library?  Because 15 years ago I was using a dial-up home modem running at 50kps (Slow) and the library had a dedicated T-line running in the megabytes (Much faster).  Through numerous emails telephone calls and iUniverse associates, I was actually got my book ready for printing.

One features I neglected  was cover design.  It never occurred to me my book needed a cover. After some suggestions from iUniverse, I sent digital copies of Massey and Akulina's picture and requested a Russian motif.  After two iterations, this was the final design.

Ikons cover - Front Cover

Back Cover - I cheated a little with my picture. I'm not that good looking.

There is probably nothing as exciting to a writer as seeing their published work for the first time.  The thrill of slicing opening the FedEx box and being greeted by the aroma of fresh print and the sight of several dozen, carefully stacked volumes.  After twelve years of labor I cradled one of my newborns and beamed with pride.  There it  rested - my book, my title and my name.  Then reality set in.  How do I sell them?