So…How Did I Get Here?

The detective from LAPD’s Central Station was stunned. “Excuse me, Mr. Faggioli. You went where? Did you just say ‘Boyle Heights’? At what time of day? Ah. Lunch time? Okay. But, for the record? You still got lucky. Don’t do that again. Because I don’t want to be the guy that finds you.” It was funny. But, then again, it wasn’t.

I’d gone to Boyle Heights a few days earlier and actually come to this realization on my own. I was walking along the sidewalk next to Evergreen Park when it hit me that maybe this wasn’t the smartest thing in the world for a white boy to be doing. I only had two things going my way (besides daylight, evidently): my LAPD haircut and a very healthy respect for everyone there. You see, when I was little, I’d grown up in a neighborhood very much like this one. I knew the culture, knew a lot of the language and had a healthy respect for the fact that I was in gang territory.  I wasn’t there for kicks, though. I was there for that park, and for the key role that it plays in a scene from the final book of The Millionth Trilogy.

Three years. Three books. Three hundred thousand words. That’s what it took to tell the story of a man from a well-to-do neighborhood in Los Angeles, who throws his life to the wind in the name of lust, and an old detective from Boyle Heights, who’s given up on life in the name of love. Both men, in due time, will see the error of their ways. Both men will need women to help them do so.

Along the way, they are brought into an epic battle between good and evil, demons and angels, hell and hell on earth that will change them forever. I wanted to pull the veil between this world and the next aside for a moment and scare my readers with what was there. In the process? I scared myself too. When I was finally done I had a story that Kirkus Reviews now calls Absorbing and frequently terrifying…” and a villain they call “a psychopathic torturer and serial killer in the tradition of Hannibal Lecter.” I hope you enjoy reading it. For the record? I recommend you do so with the lights on.

Thanks for being a subscriber to this newsletter. I hope you’ll stick with me on the journey ahead. I need you to care and to share. Word of mouth is every writer’s best friend. Tell your friends, family, co-workers, fellow caffeine addicts in line with you at Starbucks…whatever and whomever. In the months ahead I will be posting more newsletters with back story moments like this one, secret chapter’s that no one else will have access to besides my subscribers, and sneak peaks at my next two novels.

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And remember: You ROCK!

Tony Faggioli


1 thought on “So…How Did I Get Here?”

  1. LauraLaura

    Thank you for the insight into your writing, i look forward to sharing your journey through words ??☕️️

    November 12, 2016

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