Sometimes the strangest thing about writing a book isn’t the writing.

It’s what happens after the story leaves you.

When I was writing They Killed My Wife, most of the time it felt like I was just following Lorenzo around while his life unraveled. He’s sarcastic, stubborn, and honestly makes terrible decisions sometimes but that’s also what made him interesting to write.

Real people are messy.

They don’t always do the heroic thing.
Sometimes they spiral. Sometimes they laugh at the worst possible moments.

And sometimes they discover that the truth is far worse than the lie they were living.

What’s been fascinating since the book released is hearing how different readers react to the story. Some tell me they laughed more than they expected. Others say the twists caught them off guard. A few readers have told me they had to put the book down just to process what happened.

As a writer, that’s the most interesting part for me watching readers experience the story in their own way.

Stories don’t really belong to the author once they’re out in the world.

They belong to the reader.

So if you’ve read They Killed My Wife, I’d love to hear what you thought. The reactions, the theories, even the moments that made you stop and go “wait… what just happened?”

Those conversations are half the fun.

— Ivy Glass