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.




Monday, January 14, 2013

Revision at the Same Time

So while rewriting POVs, it turns out that some major revisions are happening in Killer Eyes. I've had to rearrange scenes, too, and I deleted some. Not too many, but it's interesting how you get a different view of a story a couple years after you wrote the initial draft.

Actually, this is only like the third time I've read it though. Compare that to Killer of Killers, or even The Vase, both of which I've probably read, well, I can't even count the number of times I've read those two manuscripts. And now that KOK is published, I'm actually reading it through for the second time, just for fun.

It's a fun story, after all, and I never seem to get tired of it. Like watching a favorite movie, it seems every time is just as much fun as the first. But that's a good thing, obviously. And I'm glad for that.
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