My first attempt to write a
novel was transparently inspired by my qualification as a GA (General Aviation)
pilot. Unfortunately, even after a serious re-write the work continued to feel
like a flying manual rather than a thriller and it was only after several more
heavy edits that the storytelling emerged from the flying background. All the
while, in the real world Al Qaeda terrorists managed to take control of three
or four American commercial flights and crash them into the World Trade Center
and the Pentagon. The knee-jerk reaction by the authorities, who were at least
complicit in that they failed to prevent the initial hijacking from occurring,
changed General Aviation overnight. It’s interesting to note that there has
never been a detailed explanation of how the hijackers managed to get their
weapons on board the aircraft and the likelihood remains that other terrorists
were involved among the ground crews at the various airports who were never
traced and brought to trial. Moreover, the terrorist pilots were not hobby
pilots but had been trained at commercial pilot schools, mainly in the USA.
That was where the terrorist pilots learned to fly multi-engined, commercial
jet aircraft.
Despite this, the GA
fraternity around the world was an easy target for the authorities desperate
to be seen to be taking instant action, no matter how irrelevant. Regulations
were changed immediately severely restricting the hobby enjoyed by GA pilots.
For instance, infractions of rules like accidental entry into controlled
airspace that for years had earned a strong letter of warning from the aviation
authorities to the owner of the plane became overnight an instant and
substantial fine. In some places, the authorities were even more extreme – like
Chicago. For many years very small aircraft had flown in and out of Meigs
Field, a short, private and convenient runway near Chicago’s waterfront.
Overnight, the mayor of the city, with no sanction or right, ordered mechanical
excavators to destroy the runway in an act of deplorable illegality that many
would say could only be imagined let alone tolerated in a totalitarian state.
The effect for me as a
storyteller was that key parts of my tale that involved private flying became
legally impossible to imagine. The only solution
was for me to clearly set the story in a historical context before 9/11 had
occurred. This solution seemed acceptable to my readers, not least because the detail
of the flying involved was technically accurate and germane to the plausibility
of the story.
Publication also gave me my
first experience of titling a book, of writing a blurb for the back cover and
the Amazon website, and of designing a cover image that would convey an
accurate impression of the book and encourage people to buy it. Initially, I’d
intended to call the story And a Woman Wept. This is the last line of
the novel and refers to an important but incidental part of the story. I
realised that it also gave the impression that the novel was more likely to
fall into the ‘chick-lit’ genre rather than a mainstream thriller with an
important element of adult family breakdown. I searched around and discovered a
quotation from the scheming Italian, Machiavelli, Never Do Your Enemies A
Small Injury. I liked the allusion to severe hurt – an important element in
the story – but thought that just part of the
quotation, A Small Injury, supported by the inclusion of the complete
quote near the title page, would form an accurate yet intriguing title.
What I’d failed to understand
was the way that Amazon’s filtering algorithm works. Even with the care I’d
given to the title, when a user of the Amazon website searches for the novel by
its title, the website returns, (as well as my novel), a range of books dealing
with recommended ways to treat small, injured animals.
Finally, I made a firm
decision not to leave the conclusion of this story open-ended or in any way
available for the development of a sequel. Of course, sequels and series of
books built around a constant theme or character are big business. Just think
of the James Bond, Father Brown, Jason Bourne, Hercule Poirot or Jack Reacher
franchises for example. Several of my helpful critics asked why I’d not
structured this, my first story, so that such development could have been
possible. The fact is there were two reasons. First I enjoyed telling the story
for itself, not as if I was constructing a product. Second, the conclusion to A
Small Injury embodies a crucial personal sacrifice which would have been
lost had I structured the tale so as to produce a sequel. Even after four more
novels, I remain of the same general mind though it is true that my more recent
novels have included some characters and aspects that could be developed as a
sort of franchise if I wished to do so in future. However, the fact remains
that I enjoy writing stories rather than developing a literary soap opera.