My story is set in the Pacific , although not in the paradise we’ve always been led to believe exists there. It is 1942 in Java and the Japanese are invading the islands like a swarm of locusts.
I have tried to capture the essence of love - how in a world gone mad with malice and hate, it has the ability to forgive and to heal. As it is in this story, love is always hard earned bur, in the end, a most wonderful and necessary emotion. Without love, life for most of us would lack true meaning.
Sincerely,
Bryce Courtenay
