From the Author
The Far Shore came into being, like a lot of my stories, from a chance brush with a character or notion. In this case, it was the idea of a World War II medic. I may have seen such a character in passing in a documentary, I really can't remember. But I was struck by the hopelessness of such a job. Armed solely with syringes and bandages, he is trying to heal while at the very same time the War around him is destroying everything on a far faster and grander scale. I was intrigued by what would keep such a person going, the sort of perpetual attrition experienced by them. For every one they save, another 20, say, go down. How does one persevere in the face of such suffering? Which of course is a central notion in Buddhism, and being a Buddhist, I thought such a character would be a fine lens through which to explore this idea.