On After You’ve Gone

After You've Gone: A Short Story from Fall of Poppies: Stories of Love and the Great War
My story, in ebook form

This post is a week late, seeing as how my short story was released in ebook format last Tuesday. Nevertheless, I am excited and still thrilled by being able to see this story in particular sitting on bookshelves and available for individual purchase.

When Heather Webb tapped me for this anthology, my brain immediately raced towards possible plots. I wrote and tossed out a number of ideas–especially since I was learning, painfully, how to write short–until I realized what I wanted to do: honor my unknown ancestors who served in WWI.

It’s a long story, but I know little of my family history beyond my paternal grandmother and maternal grandmother. My mom’s dad died before I could meet him with any kind of awareness (I was around him as a baby), and I met my dad’s (estranged) father as he was dying of kidney disease. So history and historical fiction for me is an attempt to find a background of some sort, to imagine what these nameless, faceless relatives might have experienced over the course of the twentieth century.

As a result, when I sat down to write my contribution to Fall of Poppies, I didn’t want to write about upper crust Brits, but about people who might have been in my family or connected to them.

It was still difficult to write, haha. But I was never more satisfied with a piece of writing than when I sent off After You’ve Gone to my editor at HarperCollins.

I hope all who’ve purchased it or the full length anthology will read it with enjoyment. Stay tuned for an annotated post where I explain the historical details in the story.

FALL OF POPPIES: HarperCollins | Indiebound | Amazon | Powell’s | B & N

AFTER YOU’VE GONE: Amazon | Nook | Kobo | iBooks

Author: Evangeline Holland

Evangeline is a public historian who brings her academic skills to fiction, in order to fill in the gaps in the historical record. Her love for history permeates just about everything she does, going so far as to "suffer" for this love--as the bruises and stuck fingers from fencing and sewing costumes to understand life in the past firsthand can attest.

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