Author Archive: Sarah Hoyt

FROM KIM DU TOIT:  Prime Target.

Nick Walker moves to California to take a new job as a senior data analyst. Everything looks rosy: he’s getting a good salary and has fine prospects at a reputable company. On his first day on the job, however, he discovers that the company has been taken over by a huge data management company, and Nick soon learns that their biggest client is the U.S. Government. Nick becomes part of a small team of “data miners” who comb through masses of international financial transactions collected by various government agencies, to try to predict terrorist activity by tracking their spending.

One day a suspicious set of financial transactions is brought to Nick’s desk for further investigation, and in a stunning revelation, he discovers that the government has begun covertly spying on millions of American citizens, not just foreigners.

As a Desert Storm veteran with expertise in communications, his expertise in data management, and with help from his girlfriend (and expert hacker) Cassie Papadakis, Nick hopes to overcome the tremendous odds against him to expose this illegal activity, but it’s difficult when the lawbreakers are themselves the government agencies that are supposed to be safeguarding the nation.

How far up the chain of command does this lawlessness go?

LOOK, MY FANS SAID I SHOULD DO THIS:  Strangely Awkward Self Promo.

But I don’t have to be comfortable with it.

I BET YOU CAN GUESS WHAT KINDS OF CHANGES THEY THINK OUGHT BE MADE:  UN: Huge changes in society needed to keep nature, Earth OK.

I have an idea. Get rid of the UN, much happier people. Then get rid of socialism and communism, to keep nature, the Earth okay. There. End of discussion. (Truly, totalitarian societies are ecological disasters and the darlings of the UN.)

IDIOTS BY ANY OTHER NAME WOULD DROOL AS FOUL:  Woke Teachers Now Trying to Cancel William Shakespeare.

I’ve long been fascinated by the left’s need to pull down all giants of the past. It’s as though they know they’re intellectual midgets who can never measure up, and at the same time are trying to hide it from everyone else.

WRITTEN BY A FRIEND WHO WISHES TO REMAIN ANONYMOUS:
For My Own Good

Remember when you kill me:
It was for my own good.
Remember when you turn me in to the authorities:
I brought it on myself.
Remember when you point out my house and watch the mob burn it down:
I should’ve known better.
Remember when they haul me off to their star chamber:
It’s all about fairness.
Remember when they disappear me in the middle of the night:
You never heard my calls for help.
Remember when they erase me:
You never knew me at all.
Remember when they come for you:
It could never happen to you.

BEFORE I INTRO THE BOOK BY MARGARET BALL: About 3 (?) years ago, during a rambling post about women writers I liked, I hapened to mention one written by Margaret Ball. Keep in mind, I knew she was older than I, because I was reading her when the kids (now grown up) were tiny.  This doesn’t always hold true, of course, some people just get published younger. But since I had read her years and years ago, and she didn’t have anything new out, I assumed she had died perhaps suddenly.
By some miracle, she was searching for her name on the net that day, and came onto my blog to see why she was being mentioned. More surprisingly (or not, considering the industry had side lined her) our political beliefs are simpatico.  After hanging out on my blog a while, and hearing about indie she thought she’d try it.

The thing is, she’s worse at publicity than I am (but as good a writer as she ever was.)  So:

FROM MARGARET BALL:  A Pocketful of Stars (Applied Topology Book 1).

Thalia Kostis will be the first to tell you it’s not magic, it’s theoretical math when she walks a Möbius strip through walls to her office at the Institute for Applied Topology. CIA Case Officer Bradislav Lensky doesn’t care what it is, as long as she can help track down a smuggling ring and the terrorists in their safe house in Austin. The other magicians nearby don’t agree, and don’t care for new rivals either!

Now Thalia and the rest of her misfit crew are in a race against time, terrorists, common sense, grackles, and their graduate advisor to save the day!

OKAY. IT’S A BIT RANTY:  Strong Women.