A Letter from Author Jeff Shaara
Though Hollywood has given us countless ways to dramatize the Second World War in the Pacific, the challenge
for me was to bring to the reader a story that isn’t simply a rehash of everything you’ve heard before. And, where
Hollywood is often less concerned with keeping the history accurate, I have always felt that if I’m going to tell any
story like this, “getting it right” is key. When dealing with World War II, my research often included conversations
with living veterans, and ignoring their truth just to “beef up” the tale, does an incredible injustice to what those
veterans accomplished.
In the Second World War, the Japanese were unlike any enemy we had ever faced, a very different enemy than the Germans.
We had very little understanding of their culture, of how seriously they took their loyalty and obedience to their
emperor, and we were completely unprepared for their willingness to die rather than accept the dishonor of surrender.
For young soldiers and Marines who faced this determination, the fights often became a slaughter on a scale no one could
have imagined. To put a nineteen year old boy into that position, and hope that he responds appropriately is not a
typical method of training our young troops.
In researching The Final Storm, I was surprised to find a significant a of humanity among the Japanese commanders
whose voices became a vital part of this story. Okinawa was the last great stronghold that held the American wave away
from Japan itself, and the Japanese troops assigned to defend the island country knew that there could be no retreat.
The Americans who confronted them had to fight not only this extreme dedication, but the weather and the geography as
well. A fight that was scheduled to last a month, took three. How and why are far more interesting to me than a simple
history lesson.
If this story is not a history lesson, it is also not an exercise in blood and guts. That kind of story would get old
very quickly. What has always drawn me to these stories are the characters. I am not concerned with giving you every
detail of the numbers of casualties or the positions of troops. There are historians far more qualified to do that. My
job as the storyteller is to find the voices that will carry you (along with me) into the story itself. My search is to
find a story beneath the history lesson, to feel it, hear it, smell it, to explore not only the horror, but the laughter
(and yes, there is laughter. There has to be.) What kind of thinking and agonizing goes into command decisions? What
makes a nineteen year old Marine rise up from a muddy hole to drive forward into the enemy he cannot even see?
While much of The Final Storm focuses on the great struggle for Okinawa, this story does not end there. One more
extraordinary drama must be played out, the story of how the Second World War actually ends: the dropping of the first
atomic bombs. Through characters such as Paul Tibbets and General Curtis LeMay, I try to show just how much tension and
how much mystery surrounded the bombs themselves. Consider that, to the young crews of the aircrafts that were to carry
the bombs over Japan, none had any idea what would happen when the bombs were actually exploded, whether their own
planes would disintegrate, along with the targets they were seeking. On the ground, the Japanese civilians had already
experienced massive bombing strikes from American planes, and so, on that morning of August 6, 1945, the of a
single B-29 bomber high in the clouds above causes no real concern. That point of view is here as well, a Japanese
doctor who is weary of the war, of what he knows to be the propaganda being fed to the people by their . And
yet, he has his own duty to fulfill.
There are debates ongoing today about whether the United States did the “right thing” by ending the war the way we did.
The decisions made by President Harry Truman are controversial even now. My job is not to anguish over morality, or
debate what is politically correct. Ultimately I have one goal: to bring you the best and most accurate story I can, as
told by those who were there. With so few veterans of World War Two remaining with us, I believe we must be reminded
just why we owe them our thanks, and why their legacies must be remembered. I hope you enjoy the story.
--Jeff Shaara, May 2011