Ivo Orven

Dark historical literary fiction with a metaphysical thread. Rome erased a village. The consequences survived for centuries.

[Ivo Orven @IvoOrven]

I’ve temporarily withdrawn It Was Not the Same Silence from publication while I work on a substantial revision.
I’d rather take the time to make the book what I believe it can be than leave it as it is.
I’ll share more when it’s ready.

[Ivo Orven @IvoOrven]

Rome erased a village.
But that was not the end of it.
A baby was heard crying inside a burning house.
The soldiers opened the door.

The house was empty.

It Was Not the Same Silence
Volume I: When the Seams Come Undone

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@slavamanzhin One last pass sounds harmless until you’re questioning a chapter you liked yesterday.😊 Sometimes I think the manuscript needs a break from its author.

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@FilipJWrites The worst part is not even the bots. It’s reaching the point where you start wondering whether a real reader is real

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@ElderlingReader Finishing the last book almost feels like leaving a place you actually lived in for a while

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@Anthonybookedit Opening the document is always the easy part. The trouble starts when it develops opinions about what it wants to become.))

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@JamesMartirq7p The best books dont hand u an answer. They change the shape of the question and somehow u carry it differently afterward.

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@deanpb_author The Machine Stops by E. M Forster
People living apart, talking through screens, depending on a system they barely understand, and slowly forgetting what direct human contact feels like.
It was written in 1909

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@hiagkavak Bence Dostoyevski’nin asıl rahatsız edici tarafı da bu. İnsanı kötü ilan etmiyor, insanın kendi kötülüğünü ne kadar iyi açıklayabildiğini gösteriyor. En tehlikeli an belki de yaptığımız şeyden değil, onu haklı çıkaracak kadar iyi bir hikâye kurduğumuz andan başlıyor.

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Centuries change. Human excuses do not.
In 1600, four people begin to experience changes they cannot explain. Water, breath, blood, and sound no longer behave as they should around them.
What reaches them has already passed through fifteen centuries of human lives and choices. Their own decisions will shape what follows.

It Was Not the Same Silence is a historical literary novel with a metaphysical thread, about conscience, power, and the stories we tell ourselves to live with what we have done.

When we say, “I had no choice,” what are we really trying to protect?

Available in English, Italian, and Turkish.
The English edition is available in paperback and ebook on Amazon. Digital editions are also available through Apple Books, Kobo, Google Play Books, and other major retailers.
English:
https://t.co/iDMmyL7gbd⁠

Italiano:
https://t.co/KkaXBoAV4d⁠

Türkçe:
https://t.co/3pSzEBUYjz⁠

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Fausta’s tragedy in It Was Not the Same Silence was never meant to belong to one cruel person.
What interested me was everyone around her who kept living normally. The closed doors. The lowered eyes. The people who decided it was safer not to interfere.
That kind of silence is harder for me to dismiss than obvious evil, because it belongs to ordinary people.

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Absence can begin while someone is still sitting across from you.
You notice it in the pauses first. A question answered too quickly. A story no longer told. The small parts of a life that stop being offered.
By the time someone leaves, the room has often been empty for a while.

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That’s where character voice gets interesting to me. It isn’t just how people speak, it’s what they notice, what they avoid saying, and what they assume doesn’t need explaining. When all of that sounds the same, different names don’t really create different people.
I’ve enjoyed this conversation. Thanks for the exchange.

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@WickedFreckledT Thats the part nobody really warns you about. I ve stared at a paragraph knowing exactly why I disliked it and still had no idea what sentence should replace it. Writing has made me much slower to judge other books.

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@xx_howdy Number 3 is where I become completely unreasonable. I’ll recommend a favorite book to anyone, but lending my own copy feels like sending part of the house away

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@eduwithtina I think the bigger danger is when writers only read what already sounds like them. Reading isn’t just fuel, it gives you friction. The books that resist you, annoy you, or come from another time often change your writing more than the ones you immediately love