I
grew up in the beautiful suburb of Westport Connecticut. After Boston
University, I moved to New York City. In Manhattan I spent time in many
political campaigns as fundraiser and writer. New York was a Democratic
town. We never fought with Republicans, we fought with each other! It
was exciting and I thought I was making a contribution. When I moved to
California, my connections helped me transistion into the political
world in LA.
September 11th, 2001, changed me and I had to re-evaluate my politics. I used to work in lower Manhattan and saw on TV the streets and buildings covered with dust and so many people killed in an instant. In LA, I volunteered for the USO at LAX and watched Marines from Camp Pendleton fly out to their next training base. I also served an Army Family Readiness unit near me.I called families of deployed soldiers to check if they needed anything and helped with the Army Christmas parties for the kids. It didn't seem enough. I had to find another way to express my ideas and support the troops. I made political commercials and wrote articles.
In 2008 I was the co-writer and executive producer of the political comedy feature 'An American Carol'
I decided to write my first novel 'Hand of Fatima' because I was angry about the lies surrounding Benghazi, the terrorist attack that occurred in 2012. The four men that died that day had families and friends who loved them. Our leaders acted as if it was a political mess to get passed and forgotten. The novel is a thriller about terrorism and how it affects real people.
September 11th, 2001, changed me and I had to re-evaluate my politics. I used to work in lower Manhattan and saw on TV the streets and buildings covered with dust and so many people killed in an instant. In LA, I volunteered for the USO at LAX and watched Marines from Camp Pendleton fly out to their next training base. I also served an Army Family Readiness unit near me.I called families of deployed soldiers to check if they needed anything and helped with the Army Christmas parties for the kids. It didn't seem enough. I had to find another way to express my ideas and support the troops. I made political commercials and wrote articles.
In 2008 I was the co-writer and executive producer of the political comedy feature 'An American Carol'
I decided to write my first novel 'Hand of Fatima' because I was angry about the lies surrounding Benghazi, the terrorist attack that occurred in 2012. The four men that died that day had families and friends who loved them. Our leaders acted as if it was a political mess to get passed and forgotten. The novel is a thriller about terrorism and how it affects real people.
Blurb:
It
had been a year since the sealed casket of Holly's beloved husband Jake had
been flown from the war zone to Dover Air Force Base with an honor guard. The
American flag and the music didn't lesson the agony of his death for her.
Nobody
ever told Holly what had really happened on that classified mission in Helmand
Province, Afghanistan.
The
painful memory of his death came crashing in on her when Alex, a former
special-warfare operator, approached her on a clear autumn day. Alex and his
teammate TJ had been wounded on the same raid with Jake.
These
tough wounded warriors were determined to find out the facts, but they knew for
sure that the SEALS had been betrayed.
By
uncovering the treacherous truth about the Helmand mission, this group of
patriots and their friends discover an even more sinister plot that will put
the country in danger . . . and it leads straight to the White House.
Excerpt:
Alex paced in front of D.C.'s Union Station. He had worked
with Susanna and trusted her but she still worked for the President he did not
trust.
Susanna saw Alex, took a deep breath and walked towards him.
“Alex,” she whispered.
He turned and walked into the station and got lost in the
crowds surrounding the fast food restaurants and sat at on a bench.
Alex started, “Tariq betrayed us.”
Susanna gasped, “How do you know this?”
“We've tracked him since the attack in Helmand Province,”
Alex said breathlessly, waiting to see Susanna's reaction.
Susanna looked stunned.
“Tracked him—how could you track him? Do you have
mercenaries in the field or is TJ's dad at NSA going outside the wire?”
“Tariq was there on the day of the attack.” Susanna’s mouth
fell open.
Alex leaned close to her. “I'm not telling you the details
because then you don't know anything to testify to in case…”
“Testify,” she shouted. “What do you mean? How do you know
he was at the site of the attack?”
Alex looked glum. “I saw him!”
Susanna gasped. “Are
you sure it was Tariq?”
“Yes absolutely. You forget I was observing his
interrogation at Gitmo. You know what this means Susanna?” he carefully said.
Susanna sighed and leaned back on the bench, “The
President's poster boy for Gitmo releases reverts to his old ways…he's still a
terrorist.”
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4 comments:
Thanks for hosting!
great excerpt :)
Thank you for hosting 'Hand of Fatima' and glad you liked the excerpt!
very interesting cover. Sounds great
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