Oracles speak in the The Healer’s Daughters. Here is the first one:
False gods, all—though all be real. We dwell on this hill, now scarred and overrun. We reside by the once whispering river, now dammed. We inhabit the sacred grove—or what is left of it. Consecrated stray dogs lie among us with the once worshipped […]
Here is another scene from my new thriller, The Healer’s Daughters. In chapter 9, Elif and her group hold a unique memorial for the Bergama Bombing victims. I would love to hear your response in the comments section or on Facebook.
Five kilometers northwest of Bergama, six women in their twenties and thirties file up a […]
The Healer’s Daughters…begins with a terrible bombing in Bergama, Turkey. Below is an excerpt from chapter 5.…
Tears run down Özlem Boroğlu’s face. Standing on a grassy promontory jutting from Bergama’s great hill, she drags on a cigarette, shakes her head, and exhales through her nose. She is only a few meters from where twenty-three hundred years before the renowned Altar of Zeus stood on Pergamon’s acropolis. The carnage that scars the steep slope below her is, however, wholly modern—and instantly infamous. […]