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I don't know what these sales figures mean, but soon after the release of my first novel, The Opium Addict, on Amazon Kindle, it was ranked #1 in historical Japanese fiction new releases and #3 for Asian fiction. It is outperforming a novel released by Simon and Schuster, The African Samurai.


Many of the novels I see about Japan are cliche/convention. Look at the covers. Mt. Fuji, a geisha, cherry blossoms, a samurai and a sword. The novels appear to me to have been written by people who either have chosen to pander to an audience and know Japan, or either they don't know Japan except for what they have read. I've never had much interest in samurais and geishas, with the exception of those in Kurosawa movies. 

I'm in the process of revising a novella, Love is Thicker than Forget, the title taken from an e e cummings poem. I will self-publish it. Free download on Amazon and other platforms, my plan.

Blurb: With war between the U.S. and Imperial Japan looming in the fall of 1941, Colton Hancock, who grew up in Tokyo, returns to the U.S., leaving his Japanese lover, Akimi, an independent, free-thinker, behind. Soon after Japan's surrender in 1945, he flies into Tokyo as an army Lieutenant, hoping to pick up where he has left off with Akimi. The course of their love, however, does not proceed as smoothly as he had imagined.






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