I was moved to write Sandra’s Syndrome after reading a novel authored by Kathy Reichs,
Bones Never Lie.
I learned of an actual genetic syndrome that afflicts Sandra, the heroine of my book. I thought of scenarios, should a person with this syndrome, like Sandra, confront as a student at Brigham Young University, or some other religious school. I actually encouraged English majors among my students at the university where I taught to write a novel from the scenarios I expressed. Apparently, none took me up on the offer.
The third day after I retired as an instructor, I began writing the novel. An extreme amount of research was completed to assure the facts, science and history discussed within the novel is accurate and true. Seven months later, two and one-half years after the idea was sparked, the first draft of Sandra’s Syndrome was completed. It was a shitty piece of work. It required another seven months for feedback and editing until the story gained true merit.
Feedback, editing, revision, restructuring, constant criticism and reformation are ongoing labors toward publishing with no guarantees for acceptance or success of your creation.
I hope readers accept science, research, along with factual historical data and come to understand that uncommon differences in humans and their behaviors are matters associated with genetics. Acceptance and understanding are paramount for inclusion regarding all people. I refer to Sandra’s Syndrome as a love story of true-life fiction. The syndrome is real. The characters are fictional, but Sandra could be your next-door neighbor.
Each of the three sequential novels that began with Sandra’s Syndrome has its own central issue, yet an overarching element will show readers that each individual in each story does not need to be excluded, secluded, segregated, separated or bullied for being what they are along with their behaviors. Each human is a star that shines. Possibly not as bright as the next, but with enough light to share and guide others to accept and love those we may deem as
unworthy. I am saddened by the behaviors the majority exhibit toward those whose numbers are fewer. The majority and most powerful, as well as the wealthiest, are not always correct. Did I mention the righteous?