Will iconic images recorded in the grooves of an ancient vase unite the Holy Land or rip it further apart?

THE VASE

A novel by Mark M. DeRobertis

Muhsin Muhabi is a Palestinian potter, descended from a long line of potters. His business is run from the same shop owned by his ancestors since the day his forebears moved to Nazareth. The region's conflict saw the death of his oldest son, and rogue terrorists are in the process of recruiting his youngest in their plot to assassinate the Pope and Israeli prime minister.

Professor Hiram Weiss is an art historian at Nazareth’s Bethel University. He is also a Shin Bet operative on special assignment. With the help of fellow agent, Captain Benny Mathias, he plans to destroy the gang responsible for the death of his wife and only child. He puts a bomb in the ancient vase he takes on loan from Muhsin’s Pottery Shop.

Mary Levin, the charming assistant to the director of Shin Bet, has lost a husband and most of her extended family to recurring wars and never-ending terrorism. She dedicates her life to the preservation of Israel, but to whom will she dedicate her heart? The brilliant professor from Bethel University? Or the gallant captain who now leads Kidon?

Harvey Holmes, the Sherlock of Haunted Houses, is a Hollywood TV host whose reality show just flopped. When a Lebanese restaurant owner requests his ghost-hunting services, he believes the opportunity will resurrect his career. All he has to do is exorcise the ghosts that are haunting the restaurant. It happens to be located right across the street from Muhsin’s Pottery Shop.




Thursday, July 12, 2012

Two Thirds Through

I am about two thirds through my final reading before I submit KILLER OF KILLERS to my editor who is ready to send it on to the publisher for...PUBLICATION.

I expect that my editor will go over the changes I made, but since she was saying that it was ready after the first edits, I can only imagine it's even more ready right now, or when I get all the way through it.

And I am very glad I am doing this because the way I see it, it's my last chance to make the prose as best as it can be. Like a crunch time thing, when you know it's now or never. And I am making it better. Even in places I thought couldn't be better. They are now.

Hopefully, I can get done before it's too late and send by today (Thursday) but if not, it will be done by Friday. And I'll have no regrets.
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