Recai Osman: Muslim, philosopher, billionaire and Superhero?
Controversial and daring, Shadow on the Wall details the transformation of Recai Osman from complicated man to Superhero. Forced to witness the cruelty of the Morality Police in his home city of Elih, Turkey, Recai is called upon by the power of the desert to be the vehicle of change. Does he have the strength to answer Allah's call or will his dark past and self doubt stand in his way?
Pulling on his faith in Allah, the friendship of a Jewish father-figure and a deeply held belief that his people deserve better, Recai Osman must become The SandStorm.
In the tradition of books by Margaret Atwood and Salman Rushdie, Shadow on the Wall tackles issues of religion, gender, corruption and the basic human condition. Beautiful and challenging, this is not a book to miss.
Controversial and daring, Shadow on the Wall details the transformation of Recai Osman from complicated man to Superhero. Forced to witness the cruelty of the Morality Police in his home city of Elih, Turkey, Recai is called upon by the power of the desert to be the vehicle of change. Does he have the strength to answer Allah's call or will his dark past and self doubt stand in his way?
Pulling on his faith in Allah, the friendship of a Jewish father-figure and a deeply held belief that his people deserve better, Recai Osman must become The SandStorm.
In the tradition of books by Margaret Atwood and Salman Rushdie, Shadow on the Wall tackles issues of religion, gender, corruption and the basic human condition. Beautiful and challenging, this is not a book to miss.
Knock. Just one solid sound.
Recai sat up too quickly and fell back against his mattress
gasping as Rebekah stuck her head into his small room, her face creased with
worry and fear.
“Cover yourself and stay silent,” she whispered before
closing the door and rushing back into the living room to retrieve her burqa
and open the door. Recai heard the movement of the heavy fabric she wore on top
of her house dress as she moved across the room to greet their visitor. He
wondered if she had retrieved her father’s gun which he’d overheard Hasad say
was under the couch in the living room.
Before hiding beneath the thin sheet that covered him, he
reached down and pulled the rug from the floor and threw it across his legs. He
covered his head and melted against the wall with the pillow on top of his
upper body. Feeling foolish, Recai laid there, wishing he had his ID, his
phone, anything to help bribe his way out of this situation if it was indeed
the RTK at the door.
Perhaps it’s just
a neighbor, he thought. A neighbor come to ask after Rebekah’s
father’s health or to borrow some salt. His attempt at rationalizing the
unexpected visit did not quell his fears. The RTK made a habit of performing
home inspections, especially if they suspected a woman alone. It wasn’t a safe
time for anyone under the jurisdiction of Mayor Yilmaz.
Rebekah’s voice from the front room was soft and gentle. Recai
could not make out the words but he managed to hear the sound of another voice.
Was it a man? What man would she let into her home, knowing he was back here
and her father away? Only one she could not turn away. Recai squeezed his eyes
shut and prayed to Allah that it was her Rabbi, come to check on her.
“ . . . Only a storeroom, my father sleeps back here with
the supplies and sometimes the animals so I can have the proper privacy a woman
should be afforded,” Recai heard her say.
Rebekah’s voice was right outside the door to his room. She
remained calm, not a hint of fear betrayed her. Few were able to handle
themselves as coolly as she sounded. Recai prayed her strength would be enough.
They were in trouble. The only men who would feel at
liberty to explore a woman’s home when she was alone were the RTK and their
morality police. No one else possessed the sheer hypocritical audacity. And to
come all the way out here, to this nothing village without even a paved road or
proper mosque. Recai had the fleeting thought that perhaps this was not about Rebekah
but about him and however he had ended up in the desert on the brink of death.
The door swung open abruptly, startling Recai despite his
knowing it would happen. He was as covered as was feasible. He willed himself
to fade into the shadows of the small room and tried not to breathe. In’shallah this would all be over soon.
Pavarti K Tyler is an artist, wife, mother and number-cruncher who has been committed to causing trouble since her first moment on this Earth. Her eclectic career has flirted with Broadway, Teaching, Law Firms and the IRS. Author of many short stories, Pavarti spans genres from Horror and Erotica all the way to Fantasy. Currently Pavarti is hard at work establishing her Indie Publishing Company Fighting Monkey Press.
Pavarti K Tyler’s novel Two Moons of Sera is a Fantasy/Romance and began in a serial format in November 2011. Her next novel Shadow on the Wall is scheduled for release in May 2012. Shadow on the Wall is Book One of The SandStorm Chronicles, the saga of Recai Osman — businessman, philosopher, Muslim and . . . superhero.
About The Author:
Pavarti K Tyler is an artist, wife, mother and number-cruncher who has been committed to causing trouble since her first moment on this Earth. Her eclectic career has flirted with Broadway, Teaching, Law Firms and the IRS. Author of many short stories, Pavarti spans genres from Horror and Erotica all the way to Fantasy. Currently Pavarti is hard at work establishing her Indie Publishing Company Fighting Monkey Press.
Pavarti K Tyler’s novel Two Moons of Sera is a Fantasy/Romance and began in a serial format in November 2011. Her next novel Shadow on the Wall is scheduled for release in May 2012. Shadow on the Wall is Book One of The SandStorm Chronicles, the saga of Recai Osman — businessman, philosopher, Muslim and . . . superhero.
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A sharp wind
blew off the water. My eyes closed. I stood perfectly still, except for the
shudders that racked my achy body as fear and revulsion washed over me like the
loud pounding waves below.
2 comments:
Thanks so much for hosting Shadow on the Wall! You got the long excerpt huh? That's a good one. I like the longer version better myself. I hope your readers have enjoyed getting to know Recai and Rebecca :)
Pav
Hi Pav,
Its been a pleasure having you. Wishing you many sales.
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