While Mark Sullivan is a not a new author to me - I've read some of the books he has co-written with James Patterson - this is the first book I've gotten that he wrote himself. His latest book, Beneath a Scarlet Sky, is now available. Earlier today I shared a book spotlight along with some early praise for the novel - you can read that here. Today I have a conversation that Mark has prepared that I found to be quite interesting. I will be reading the book over the next few weeks. Do let me know if you'll be picking up this book.
A Conversation with Mark Sullivan
I am interested in heroes who are pushed to their limits, forced to go beyond themselves, and Pino is certainly one of them. After spending 11 years with this story, I came to believe that Pino was able to survive all these incredible situations because of his basic decency, his gratitude, and his love of life; because of his deep emotional intelligence; and due to his fundamental belief in the miracle of every moment, even the darkest ones, and in the promise of a better tomorrow, even when that promise was not warranted.
That philosophy enabled Pino to go beyond who he was, to be selfless in moments of crisis. He conquered the dangers in the winters Alps by focusing on the people he was saving, their emotions and longings. As a spy I think he believed overwhelmingly in the value of his mission, and he felt compelled to bear witness to the atrocities committed by Nazis in Italy. Pino was also extraordinarily young, and like any brash young man he rarely seemed to let doubt cloud his thinking, high in the Alps, or down in Milan in the presence of General Leyers. And, of course, Anna gave him strength.
When you first talked to Pino in real life, he was reluctant to tell his story, believing he was more a coward than a hero. Yet, you convinced him to talk and ended up going to hear the story in Italy. Tell us about that.
The first time I called him from the States, he said he didn't understand why I'd be interested in him. I told him that from what I knew of his story he was an uncommon hero. His voice changed and he told me he was more of coward than a hero. That only intrigued me more, and after several more call he agreed to my coming to Italy to hear the story in person and in full.
When I first went to see him I stayed for three weeks. We talked for hours, which turned into days and weeks as I listened to him summon up the past. But by the time I got to Pino, more than six decades had passed. Memories changed and fade with time. And a tortured mind will block out traumatic events, bury them in the subconscious, or shade them so the victim can look at them from a tremendous distance, and with little emotion.
He was evasive at times. He had a self-deprecating nature and often downplayed his role and the dangers he faced. I often had to press him to just describe what happened versus filtering it.
Then the deeper story began to surface. We laughed. We cried. We became friends. It ended up being one of the most emotional and rewarding experiences of my life.
You have a background as an investigative journalist for both newspaper and magazines, why didn't you tell this story as straight narrative non-fiction?
That was the original intent, but after years of trying to dig up the documented, fully-collaborated story, I threw up my hands. So many other characters had died before I heard about Pino Lella, and the Nazis had burned so many documents surrounding his story that even after ten years of research I had to make informed assumptions in the narrative.
Once I surrendered to that, I knew I was in the realm of historical fiction and writing a novel. I gave in to it and adjusted by switching obligations. The obligations of the non-fiction writer and the novelists are different. The former must hew to the documented facts and eye-witness accounts. The latter should portray the deeper, emotional truths. I went in that direction, and am glad I did.
Tell us about your friendship and what Pino had meant to you.
January of 2006 was a terrible time for me. My brother had drunk himself to death the prior June. My mother had drunk herself into brain damage. I'd written a book no one liked and was involved in a lingering business dispute. That day I'd realized darkly that my insurance policies were more valuable than my life and potential in the future. During a snow storm, I seriously considered driving into a bridge abutment on an interstate freeway near my home, but I was saved by thoughts of my wife and sons. I was as shaken as I've ever been, and did indeed pray for a story.
Over the course of learning about Pino's story, and as Pino opened up more and more during our conversations, I experienced deep pain and marveled at his ability to go on after being so depressed and traumatized (he too had complemplated suicide). I had to comfort him repeatedly during the course of his long recounting, and I was moved again and again. During that time, and apart from the details of his war story, Pino taught me about life and his values and the many, many joys he'd been blessed with after handing over General Leyers of the U.S. paratroopers on the last day of the war. It made me realize how much I'd put in jeopardy even thinking about suicide. I had a great, loving wife, and two remarkable sons. I had an amazing story to tell. I had a new and dear friend. I was more than lucky. Leaving Italy that first time, I felt blessed to be alive.
I went home a different person, grateful for every moment, no matter how flawed, and determined to honor and tell Pino's story to as many people as possible. I just never thought it would take as long as it did.
You spent almost nine years researching this story, hampered, in part, by a kind of collective amnesia concerning Italy and Italians during WWII, and the widespread burning of Nazi documents as the war ground to a close. The Nazi occupation of Italy and the underground railroad formed to save the Italian Jews have received little attention. Why have historians taken to calling Italy "The Forgotten Front?"
It did take me an awful long time to dig up the details that surrounded Pino's story. Over the years and between projects, I spend weeks in the Nazi War Archives in Berlin and Friedrichsburg, Germany, and in the U.S. Archives in Maryland. I went back to Italy two more times, and to Germany a second and third time. All along the way, I was hampered by the burning of Nazi documents in the last days of the war, especially by Organization Todt.
As mentioned, there was also and is a collective amnesia concerning Italy and Italians during WWII. It's due in part to the savagery that so many Italians, like Pino Lella, witnessed in the last days of the conflict. Northern Italy descended into anarchy, and public revenge killings were widespread. It was so bad that many brave partisan fighters shut their mouths and never spoke of what they saw as the Nazis fled toward the Austrian border. One old partisan told me they were young and wanted to forget those terrible times. "No one talks about the war in Italy," he said. "So no one remembers."
I also think historians have tended to ignore Italy because General Eisenhower decided to pull multiple divisions out of Italy in the late spring of 1944 to bolster the fight for France. After liberating Rome in June of that year, the progress of the weakened Allied forces remaining in Italy ground to a virtual halt. And the focus of journalists, historians, and novelists largely turned to the drama of D-Day and its aftermath.
I think that worked in my favor to a certain extent. WWII Italy felt overlooked and unexamined, which made it even more exciting for me as I worked on the book. I realized that in addition to Pino's story, I could tell the broader history of the fight for what Churchill called "the soft underbelly of Europe."
Why did Pino Lella talk about his experiences for more than 60 years? Is that unusual?
It's not unusual. As I researched the book I found that heroes and tragic victims of the Italian battlefront were commonplace, and often intentionally unheralded on un-mourned. Pino and many, many others who survived the war in Italy blocked out their experiences. They witnessed men and women at their most noble and at their most savage. They rose to challenge after challenge, responded, and in victory and in tragedy promptly buried their memories and told no one.
In my experience, older Italians don't talk freely about the war. To younger generations it's as if it never happened. One old partisan fighter I interviewed told me that when he reluctantly went to a high school in Milan recently at the request of a history teacher to talk about the war, the students laughed at him. They said the things he'd seen could never have happened.
You've said that global bestselling author James Patterson, your co-author on the Private series, "gave you a master class in commercial fiction." What are some of the lessons he taught you, and how have they changed your writing life?
Mr. Patterson did give me a master class in commercial fiction. I'd written 10 novels before he asked me to collaborate with him, and I thought I knew what I was doing. I didn't. Not really. For the most part I'd winged it in my earlier works of fiction, writing draft after draft before the real story appeared. Patterson believed in thinking out the plot up front, that novel writing is like house building - you have to be an architect first and design the layout and frame before you start thinking about anything else. Patterson also taught me that we were entertainers, not educators, and that our stories were driven by suspense and mystery but focused on emotion. He really hammered that into me, and I think my writing's improved vastly because of it.
*** Thank you Lake Union Publishing for sharing this conversation with Mark and Mark, thank you for taking time to answer all these questions - they were so insightful!!! I am now looking forward to reading this book - it's so evident from this just how much research you put into it!
Beneath a Scarlet Sky by Mark Sullivan
Lake Union Publishing
Lake Union Publishing
May 1, 2017
Trade Paperback ISBN: 978-1503943377
E-book ISBN: B01L1CEZ6K