I’m interviewing author Greg Sandora today, the author of political thriller “Jack Canon’s American Destiny”.
1) How long have you been writing? I have been writing novels for the last three years. Before that I liked to write short stories about things remembered.
2) Is Jack Canon’s American Destiny your first novel? If not, please tell us a little about your first book. Jack Canon’s American Destiny is my first. I have recently completed the sequel, Jack Canon’s Women of the House, which will be released by Itoh Press in November 2013.
It all starts when Jack is ten years old, on a missionary trip to Africa. He is forever marked by the inhumanity he sees there. As he comes of age he realizes politics is the only way to make meaningful change happen and help those less fortunate. We meet Jack again during the campaign of 2016 in Washington, D.C. and follow him and his loyal friends through to the Democratic National Convention and beyond. We find a long and painful recession has left ordinary Americans suffering, spawning the hottest Presidential Contest in history.
Desperate and corrupt, the leader of the free world orders a hit to slow him down. The plan backfires–the wrong people are dead–a manhunt points to the unthinkable–
Rewind one year, Jack’s focus on redistribution of wealth and energy has made him powerful enemies. Once his friends, Rogue Billionaires, Oil Sheiks, the Mob, all want him gone. A Universal Raw Nerve of wealth vs. poverty is exposed becoming a thrill ride as deep machinations of espionage, geo-politics and deception, even murder play out. Jack is kind and charismatic, and just naughty enough to have you falling for him like one of his loving circle of loyal friends.
Of course he’s flawed, a dedicated family man, faithful to one woman, but in love with two. Is it his fault his best friend, Sandy, is impossibly jaw dropping beautiful? We see Jack through his friends and the lengths he will go to help someone in need. Thinks crime and passion meets tender romance and innocence. All leading to a heart thumping climax so shocking you’ll pull the covers and draw the shades!
I really love the backdrop of the presidency as the seat of power in the world, the story has suspense intrigue and the Crime of the Century. There is flirtation, romance and fun in addition to the thrills, but the backdrop is a presidential campaign.
Be in it for the long haul, God makes mighty oaks out of tiny seeds. A book is like the seed of a new career. I am learning about marketing and trying to introduce my work to others. My wish is that people will be entertained by my books.
I would love to tell you about my angel book. Currently, I am working on Gabriella, Guardian and Messenger, Angel of God. A widower, Bo, with two small children meets, Gabby, in Bar Harbor, Maine. Quite by accident, she wasn’t supposed to reveal herself, but in his relaxed semi-slumber state, he catches a brief glimpse. She is not the most powerful of angels, reserved for guarding the outer edges of the earth, but as guardian and messenger, she is sent to do errands for God. After saving someone from a brutal attack – Bo and Gabby embark on a two week motorcycle adventure across America – saving innocents and coming to the aid of those less fortunate people Gabby is instructed to assist. As the two spend time together, Bo not only falls hopelessly in love, but begins to change. He succumbs to temptation just as Gabby must leave the earth. She can no longer protect him. Will his life ever be the same? Anymore and I would spoil the twist. The following is a little excerpt. Bo has been friendly with the neighbor, Jill, who sees he has brought a woman (the angel) home. This is unedited, I will read and polish this several times before sending it to the editor.
“Bo, someone’s at the door,” Gabby motioned toward the breezeway.
I quickly walked into the dining room and spied through a side window behind the entry to see who it was. “It’s Jill, my neighbor from next door. She must have seen us come in.”
“Are you going to ask her in? She’s sounds pretty determined.”
“Yes, what’s the rush?”
Gabby raised her brow at me.
“Okay, I’m going!” I answered.
“Maybe it’s because you slept with her, Bo?”
Jill was standing in the doorway between the kitchen and the garage, knocking repeatedly, ringing the bell.
“Hi Jill,” I tried to sound nonchalant.
“Bo, who is that?” Jill asked, upset.
“A friend of mine, I met in Bar Harbor. Why?”
“You brought a girl back with you. I thought you needed time alone!? Just you, Kiki, and the kids. Brittany and I would have come with you,” she offered, quickly tearing up. Now I’m thinking you lied to me, Bo.” Jill took a tissue from her pocket and dabbed her eyes.
Gabby interceded, “Bo, ask Jill in, I’d like to meet her. You know I’m only going to be around for two weeks, think ahead – don’t ruin this.” Gabby pleaded in my head.
“Jill, would you like to come in and meet Gabby?”
“Oh, Bo, it’s Gabby is it? Is she your new girlfriend?”
The two stood face to face just across the center island in the kitchen.
“Hi, Jill, I’m Gabby and no, I’m not Bo’s girlfriend. She’s pretty, Bo!” Gabby added. “I love your sandy brown hair.” Gabby was right, Jill was cute in her way.
Jill held her hand to her shoulder, “You do? Well, yours is beautiful. I used to wear mine long like that. I just cut it last week.” She said, measuring with her hand, “You really like it?” She asked, not sounding convinced.
“Are you and Bo seeing each other?” Gabby asked.
Jill started to answer, Yes, I thought we were…”
I answered over her, explaining, “Jill’s been really nice to us. She’s cooked and had me over. We watch movies and hang out. We’re good friends.”
“Men!” Gabby joked to ease the tension.
“Really, Bo? Is that what you call us? Friends?” Jill sounded agitated.
“Jill, why don’t I make us some coffee, come in and sit.” Gabby tried to salvage.
“No, if Bo had wanted me here he would have asked me himself.” She added, turning to face me, “You drove in on a motorcycle, and hid it out in back of the house, so I wouldn’t see.”
“Jill, I wasn’t hiding it from you.”
“And this one,” she motioned Gabby up and down with her finger, “seated behind you like you were joined at the hip!”
Gabby giggled, “Oh. That seat is too small. Sweetie, there’s nothing going on, really. We’re friends, we just met, Bo, tell her!”
Jill remained silent waiting for me to say something. ‘Bo, tell her! You’re going to blow it. She’s really cute; you’re going to be sorry!’
I took a deep breath, but couldn’t explain my feelings.
“Bo, ask Jill to hang out.”
Everything in my life had changed and I didn’t have the words.
Jill started to cry, “Okay, Bo. I thought you were different.” She turned and ran out the door. Gabby and I watched her through the window, running down the sidewalk to her house next door.
“Bo, you’re unbelievable. You were a jerk just now. Can’t you see that girl loves you?”
“I feel really bad, Gabby, but meeting you…”
“Your throwing something great away and you know I’m not going to be around?”
“I’ll deal with it when the time comes.”
“You treated her callously, Bo.”
“Why do you care?”
“Bo, sit down.” Gabby led me to the club chairs next to the fireplace. Sally and I used to sit across from each other and talk for hours in this spot.
I got comfortable positioning my legs across the overstuffed arm.
“Jill is a wonderful person, Bo. She was there for you after Sally died. She’s opened her heart to you, and given you part of herself.”
“You mean me sleeping with her? She is nice – we were drinking. One thing led to another.”
“You played with her emotions. You slept with her, Bo, out of convenience. Women like Jill only give themselves in love.”
“I didn’t think of it like that, I figured in this day and age?”
“She’s been through a horrible divorce, with a man that cheated on her, and now she feels like you betrayed her, too. Poor Jill.” Gabby made a sad face that made me feel horrible.
“I was going to ask you about Sister Mary Katherine.”
“Bo, you’re changing the subject. Don’t you think you should go over there?”
“And do what, lead her on?”
“Bo, if you don’t, I’ll not think very highly of you. Go over there and make her feel better, she doesn’t deserve this.”
‘I’m falling for you…you’re the prettiest most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen…’ I was cajoling, pleading with my mind. Gabby tuned me out.
“Let your conscience be your guide, Bo.” She spoke aloud, refusing to answer my thoughts.
“Alright, I’ll go over there. Jeez, you remind me of Sally.”
Jack Canon’s American Destiny
Author: Greg Sandora
Genre: Political Thriller
It’s the steamy summer of 2016 in Washington, D.C. just days before the Democratic National Convention. A long and painful recession has left ordinary Americans suffering, spawning the hottest Presidential Contest in history. Jack Canon, a man born into privilege, a witness to great social injustice is going to be President of the United States–no matter what! Desperate and corrupt, the leader of the free world orders a hit to slow him down. The plan backfires–the wrong people are dead–a manhunt points to the unthinkable–The President of the United States.
Rewind one year, Jack’s focus on redistribution of wealth and energy has made him powerful enemies. Once his friends, Rogue Billionaires, Oil Sheiks, the Mob, all want him gone. The current President wants him alive–thinking he can win against an unabridged liberal. A Universal Raw Nerve of wealth vs. poverty is exposed becoming a thrill ride as deep machinations of espionage, geo-politics and deception, even murder play out. Kind and charismatic, Jack’s just naughty enough to have you falling for him like one of his loving circle of loyal friends. Of course he’s flawed, a dedicated family man, faithful to one woman, but in love with two. Is it his fault his best friend is impossibly jaw dropping beautiful? Think the crime and passion of the Godfather meets the romance and innocence of Camelot. A story that could spark a movement, a book that can seed a revolution. A heart thumping climax so shocking you’ll pull the covers and draw the shades! One things for sure, through all the drama and suspense, you’ll be pulling for Jack!
I’m originally from the Portland, Maine area and lived and worked there for years before moving to Southwest Florida. I am currently working on the sequel to Jack Canon’s American Destiny – which will be titled Jack Canon Clean Sweep. The sequel will be available in about three months.
My Dad and Mom were artists, my father painted and my mother wrote poetry and loved to garden. Most Saturdays we loaded up the 1970 Chevy Impala to trek to a one man show somewhere or other. I took a different track graduating with a business degree; owning and operating an Award Winning Franchise Fitness Center. Currently a professional manager I am living in Florida with my beautiful wife and children, and following my passion.
Some of my other projects include a children’s book called Sammy the Sea Turtle – about an infant sea turtle taken from his nest the night he was to find his way to the sea. Sammy lives with the family until their son – the boy who took him, graduates from high school. On that day Sammy, backpack in tow – begins the long journey home.
My second project in the works involves angels – a man during a visit to Bar Harbor Maine encounters an angel; quite accidentally, he is told – she was not supposed to make him aware of her existence. Only three others have ever seen the real thing. Naturally he falls hopelessly in love with the beautiful creature.
Links for purchase
http://amzn.com/B00BOE5KW4 for kindle
http://amzn.com/1939383250 for paperback