Tears in the Dust is a contemporary novel with gleams of hope intertwined within the despair of life. This is a story which serves to lift the reader up, only to take him back down into the darkness that lurks around the corners of one man’s life. Alestair “Alec” Ferguson begins a journey as a young man, off to enlist in the Spanish Civil War in 1937.
Samuel T. Harrison is a dark and warped detective with a deep hatred of Communism. Harrison is a dark and violent nemesis who makes his way into the ranks of the agency, where his boss uses his violent talents. People disappear when Harrison comes to tow.
The story chronicles Alec’s journey to fight in a war and he finds personal loss and disillusionment. While in Spain, he falls in love with Tamara, a convoy driver for the International Brigade. The war takes a heavy toll on Alec’s life, and he learns how high the costs of war can be. Disillusioned, Alec fights on despite the damage done to his once strongly held beliefs.When Alec returns home to Vermont, seeking healing and the redemption of his ideals, what he finds causes him to flee back to Canada to live the rest of his life under a false identity. But, no matter how far he goes, Alec cannot outrun Harrison who pursues him through the years and countries, only to catch up with him in a stunning conclusion to the story.
- Trim Size: 5.5 x 8.5 U.S. Trade paper
- Page Count: 361
- ISBN: 986560804
- ISBN-13: 978098650804
- Suggested Retail Price: $14.99
I grew up listening to my grandfather, an Ozark Mountain story teller, spinning tales of the caves on his farm, describing them as hiding places once used by Jesse & Frank James’ gang. It didn’t matter if the stories were true or not. Those legends set fire to my imagination, creating images that emerged slowly over the years, finally igniting as my short stories and novels.
Now, thirty-plus short stories and three novels later, ideas keep coming, with novel number four well underway. Do they share anything in common? Each has its own unique voice and tale to tell, some in the old style and some in the flavors of Chunky Monkey and Marshmallow-Cherry swirl. Yet, at their heart, my stories tell a tale of the human condition – the good, the bad and the ugly.
My literary roots, planted in the American Midwest, thrived when transplanted – over thirty-nine years ago – to the rich, cultural soil of Ontario. Warmed by a Florida sun, I now divide my winters between Port St. Lucie and Port St. Joe. Those roots have grown to become the life I’ve always dreamed of having: writer, dreamer and storyteller. Who could ask for more?