Showing posts with label Third Reich. Show all posts
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24 January 2016

Author Interview & Book Giveaway: ROSE SEILER SCOTT on THREATEN TO UNDO US

This week, we're pleased to welcome our first guest in 2016, author ROSE SEILER SCOTT with her latest release,  THREATEN TO UNDO US, set during the Nazi period in Europe. One lucky visitor will get a free copy of Threaten to Undo Us - this giveaway is restricted to North American residents onlyBe sure to leave your email address in the comments of today's author interview for a chance to win. Winner(s) are contacted privately by email. Here's the blurb.

As Hitler’s Third Reich crumbles and Stalin’s army advances, German civilians in the Eastern territories are forced to flee for their lives.

Leaving her dying mother, Liesel and her four young children hope they can make it from their home in Poland across the Oder River to safety. But all that awaits them is terror and uncertainty in a brutal new regime that threatens to tear Liesel’s family apart. With her husband a prisoner of war in Russia and her children enslaved, Liesel’s desire for hearth and home is thwarted by opposing political forces, leaving her to wonder if they will ever be a family again.

Based on a true story, Threaten to Undo Us offers a unique perspective on the Second World War, exposing historical events that took place in its enormous shadow.

**Q & A with Rose Seiler Scott**

There are lots of books on World War Two. What makes Threaten to Undo Us different and unusual?

The shelves at the library are filled with stories and memoirs from the Second World War. Most focus on the Holocaust or stories of Allied soldiers. Few books in English are written from the perspective of German protagonists and even less have been written on one of the largest expulsions in history that took place after the Second World War.

Where did you get the idea?

War stories, such as the Diary of Anne Frank, The Hiding Place and Unbroken, have always captivated me with tales of people surviving under the most trying circumstances. Over the years, I heard a number of anecdotes from my Dad’s side of the family and realized the story they told was nothing short of incredible. No-one else seemed to be curating their experiences, so when the family gathered and started talking about those days, I grabbed a scrap of paper and took notes.

What were some of the challenges you faced in research and what did you discover?

It was confusing to piece together the family narrative, because it didn’t seem to fit history and the framework of World War Two as I understood it. My Dad’s family is German, but they lived in Poland. Most of them were children at the time, but one of the things they repeatedly said, was they were in concentration camps. I wondered why. They weren’t Jewish. Family friends mentioned similar trials, but initially I could find no mention in any historical sources about this. Eventually I was led to a few crucial books about what happened after the war in communist Poland and East Germany. One of these books, John Sacks, An Eye for an Eye was all but blacklisted for the shocking expose’ that it was.

The rise of internet sources has been a boon for research and allowed me to find similar accounts and brief mentions of “labour” camps after the war. The history in a nutshell is this: Before the war, culturally German people lived all over Europe; in Poland, Ukraine, Czechoslovakia (now Czech Republic), Hungary, Romania, etc. In the final days of the war, as Russian forces moved west into German occupied territory, Hitler took a defiant last stand which prevented the German army from retreating in enough time to get their civilians out in a safe, organized manner. Women, children and the elderly had to flee for their lives and many didn’t make it to safety. In the worst cases, there were massacres of ethnic Germans in Czechoslovakia and East Prussia. Those who survived and returned to their homes, were soon forced out and many were taken for interrogation and imprisonment in former concentration and prisoner of war camps, even if they had nothing to do with Nazi atrocities.

As a response to the devastation in Europe and as retribution to the Germans for their part in the war, Stalin, Churchill and Roosevelt determined at the conferences of Yalta and Potsdam to “repatriate” all Germans to Germany, even if they had never lived there. Given the mess Germany was in, it was ill-prepared to receive large numbers of refugees. As the communists took power, it became an opportunity for revenge, terror and slave labour in several East European countries.

A few years ago, I had reached a point in the writing the book where I felt it was necessary to go to Poland and Germany in order to write knowledgeably. I made the trip with my parents in 2009. Even though so much has changed since the war, I felt it really helped to actually be there. Certain scenes would not have come to life in the same way had I not gone.

How long did it take to write the book?

12 years, give or take. I was raising a family, volunteering at my children’s school and regularly suffering with migraine headaches. I was frustrated by the lack of information, set it aside for a while a few times.  

How much of the story actually happened and how much is fiction?

Though the book is based on the true story, the decision to go with fiction made it more representative of a whole group of people and created an even more compelling narrative. Events have been imagined, re-imagined and embellished, but for the most part the plot is what really happened. I won’t say too much more, but the more unbelievable an event in the book sounds, the more likely it is to be true! Truth really is stranger than fiction, but fiction plays a role in telling the truth.

Sounds like a really heavy read. Is it a depressing book?

Yes and no. Yes. The book is about a family’s struggles under two totalitarian regimes. Bad things happen. Grown men have told me they were moved to tears.

No. I prefer avoiding graphic depictions of evil, violence and bad language. I also believe there is hope, even in the darkest of times and faith is organically woven as a theme into the story in a way that I think appeals to a broad audience.

What are you working on now?

I was seriously considering a story based on my English grandmother who also had a very interesting life, but people are asking for a sequel to Threaten to Undo Us. Hopefully it won’t take me 12 years this time! 

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21 January 2016

Excerpt Thursday: THREATEN TO UNDO US by Rose Seiler Scott


This week, we're pleased to welcome our first guest in 2016, author ROSE SEILER SCOTT with her latest release,  THREATEN TO UNDO US, set during the Nazi period in Europe. Join us again on Sunday for an author interview, with more details about the story behind the story. One lucky visitor will get a free copy of Threaten to Undo Us - this giveaway is restricted to North American residents onlyBe sure to leave your email address in the comments of today's post or Sunday's author interview for a chance to win. Winner(s) are contacted privately by email. Here's the blurb.

As Hitler’s Third Reich crumbles and Stalin’s army advances, German civilians in the Eastern territories are forced to flee for their lives.

Leaving her dying mother, Liesel and her four young children hope they can make it from their home in Poland across the Oder River to safety. But all that awaits them is terror and uncertainty in a brutal new regime that threatens to tear Liesel’s family apart. With her husband a prisoner of war in Russia and her children enslaved, Liesel’s desire for hearth and home is thwarted by opposing political forces, leaving her to wonder if they will ever be a family again.

Based on a true story, Threaten to Undo Us offers a unique perspective on the Second World War, exposing historical events that took place in its enormous shadow.

**An Excerpt from THREATEN TO UNDO US**

Chapter 1
    1945
 Ernst’s face was cast in darkness; his tall frame a shadow in the open doorway.
              “I’m in the army now,” he said, his solemn voice fading as he backed away into the night. “I can no longer give you my protection.”
 Submerged in the blackness of loss, paralyzed to reach out, Liesel pleaded to her husband, “Come back!” Her voice echoed off the wall. Simultaneously she heard the rumbling of a truck motor and a tinny voice on a bullhorn. “All German citizens of the Third Reich are to evacuate as  soon as possible. You are no longer under the protection of the German army.”
            Liesel’s eyes fluttered open and her conscious mind recalled that Ernst had left their home in Poland months ago and was missing in action, somewhere in Russia.
The blackout curtains were securely in place. A single gas lamp, dimly lit, cast a soft glow on the green tiles of the Kachelofen. On the hearth ledge of the large ceramic stove, a few sticks of kindling poked out of the wood box. Above the mantel the cuckoo clock ticked softly, its pendulum swinging gently back and forth in counterpoint to Liesel’s racing heart.
In the gloom, silent companions watched from the walls; Ernst in his Wehrmacht uniform and his brother attired in the black garb of the “Schutz-Staffel,” sepia silhouettes of Liesel’s parents and grandparents and a portrait of her children, taken near the beginning of the war.
Kurt and Olaf stood on either side of Liesel like miniature sentinels in the matching dark suits she had made for them. Edeltraud was only a baby sitting on Liesel’s lap, wearing a perfectly tailored coat and a ruffled hat. Rudy stood next to the chair, his face turned slightly as if his attention was elsewhere.
The announcement reverberated down the street. “Allied forces are advancing. You are no longer under the protection of the German army. All German citizens of the Third Reich, General Government, are to evacuate to the west.”
Startled, now fully awake, her heart pounded and icy fingers of terror crept over her. Reich citizens of the General Government of Poland. That meant her. Evacuate her home? With four young children? Thoughts swirling anxiously, she wondered how she would manage everything in her condition.
Pulling her sweater tight against the sudden chill of the room, she heaved herself out of the rocking chair she had fallen asleep in, knocking over a half empty glass of tea in the process. Amber liquid splashed on the braided throw rug and streamed out across the floor in several directions.
She felt the baby move within her. It would only be a few more weeks and she hoped for a girl, a sister for four-year-old Edeltraud. A girl wouldn’t be drafted into the army.
Liesel forced herself to take a deep breath. Words she had learned long ago came to mind and she whispered them to herself. “The name of the Lord is a strong tower. The righteous run to it and are safe.” She repeated this a few times until the panic receded enough for her to think.
A mental list began to take shape. She would need food, utensils, bedding, things for the baby. First she must tell the boys and enlist their help.
She put on her coat and headed out to the barn. The warm smell of hay and manure enveloped her with heavy sweetness. Kaspar brushed up against her leg, meowing softly. Kurt was mucking out one of the stalls, while Olaf sat on the stool milking Wande.
Mutti? Wass is loss?” Eleven-year-old Kurt replied, his voice mirroring the tone of his mother’s.
Jungen, we will have to leave quickly.” She swallowed, choking on the enormity of her task
“Where are we going?” asked Kurt.
Olaf, less than two years younger than his brother, patted the cow. “What about Wande and Kaspar?” His voice was brittle and his eyes glistened.
Liesel lowered her voice. They must not sense her alarm. “We are — taking a trip. We’ll take some chickens along if we can, but the rest will have to be left behind. Too many animals will slow us down,” she explained, thinking things through even as she spoke. “Olaf, make sure there is hay and grain for the animals while we are gone.. Leave their pens open.”
In case we don’t come back.
“But mother, I don’t want to go,” Olaf said. Standing up, he gripped the top of the cow’s pen. “Who will look after Wande and the goats if I am gone?”
 Feeding, milking, and grooming were his jobs and Liesel had observed how seriously he took these tasks. At butchering time he was scarcely to be found, unlike his older brother, who had always been fascinated by the process at an early age and was not at all bothered to wring a chicken’s neck or help pour the blood from a pig’s head.
Liesel squared her shoulders. There was no time for obstinate children right now. Looking him in the eye, she grasped his ears firmly, an action that was reserved for only the gravest offences. “You must do as you as you are told.”
Olaf’s eyes filled with tears and he looked down. “Yes, Mother.”

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