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My Next Book Is Also Set In The Eighteenth Century. It's About The Revolution, With The Focus On The Year 1776. It's About Washington And The Army And The War. It's The Nadir, The Low Point Of The United States Of America.

People Often Ask Me If I'm Working On A Book. That's Not How I Feel. I Feel Like I Work In A Book. It's Like Putting Myself Under A Spell. And This Spell, If You Will, Is So Real To Me That If I Have To Leave My Work For A Few Days, I Have To Work Myself Back Into The Spell When I Come Back. It's Almost Like Hypnosis.

I Want People To See That All-important Time In A Different Way-in The Way It Was. For Of A Number Of Reasons, Including The Absence Of Photographs, We Tend To See The Men And Women Of The Revolution As Not Quite Real. And We Have Far Too Little Sense Of What They Suffered.

To This Noble End The Delegates Had Pledged Their Lives, Their Fortunes, And Their Sacred Honor.

With The Situation As Gray As It Could Be, No One Was More Conspicuous In His Calm Presence Of Mind Than Washington. They Must Be "cool But Determined" He Had Told The Men Before The Battle, When Spirits Were High. Now, In The Face Of Catastrophe, He Was Demonstrating What He Meant By His Own Example. Whatever Anger Or Torment Or Despair He Felt, He Kept To Himself.