This is part of the book blog tour for The Right Kind Of Wrong by Jade Eby, organized by Shane at Itching for Books.
Nothing stays hidden forever.
Kara Pierce has held onto the same dream since she was a little girl: to be the next Katie Couric.
Vince Gage, a budding filmmaker whose I-don’t-give-a-shit attitude cancels out his charm, almost ruined it for her once, and now he’s back, threatening to do it again.
When the two of them are paired together for a college competition with a $20,000 prize, the only thing they agree on is winning.
They return to Iowa where Kara grew up to research her grandfather’s service in World War II, instead they find themselves in the middle of a family scandal kept quiet for far too long.
As Kara and Vince investigate the scandal deeper, they realize the price of uncovering the truth is so much more than they bargained for.
I feel so honored to have author Jade Eby joining us today.
She is going to talk about something very dear to her heart.
I hope you’ll enjoy reading the guest post.
Family, Honor and Country
By Jade Eby
Before my grandfather passed away, I told him I would write his story someday. He served in WWII under General Patton as a tank driver. Even as a child and teenager, I knew his story was incredible. Of course, being the teenager that I was when I made that promise, I had all these grandiose ideas of how I was going to do that. College, boys and life happened and my idea of preserving my grandfather’s story fell by the wayside. During one of my final writing classes at college, it finally hit me that my final project should be my grandfather’s story. But the more I tried to write HIS story, the more my character, Kara, wanted to tell HERS. I decided to compromise. I’d have to find a way to listen to the character in my head AND capture my grandfather’s legacy. And that’s exactly what I did!
The character of Wesley Pierce is essentially my grandfather. And just like Wesley, my grandfather was an incredible man. He drove tanks, fought on the front lines and when his tank blew up, he survived and managed to come back to tell us all about it. He cared deeply for his country and was a good ole Iowa boy. He loved his family with a fierceness and I have so many memories of sitting around his rocking chair listening to him talk about his time in the war. He was quite the storyteller too. He’d make up these elaborate tales and have us holding onto his every word to find out what was going to happen next. I guess you can say I got that part of my personality from him.
The one thing my grandfather taught me and I hope came across in my novel, is that family, country and honor are all wrapped up together sometimes. He was of the mind that while your neighbors or community members may not be your blood family, they are as much a part of you as you are to them. We hold each other up when we fall and we support each other when someone is down on their luck, because it’s bound to happen to everyone at some point. He’d explain that his decision to go to war was like deciding to fight for his family. And of course, he was right. He fought to preserve human rights. He fought so someday maybe his sons wouldn’t have to. He fought to save more lives than he took.
In my novel, The Right Kind of Wrong, I tried to capture some of my grandfather’s personality within Wesley. I felt it was important to show that no matter what happens to us as family, friends or lovers, we own the ability to forgive. Just as Kara and Vince are searching for a way to preserve Wesley’s memory, I hope I succeeded in preserving my grandfather’s legacy in some small way in this novel.
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