
THE FOREIGN AIDE
Beirut, 1975.
New arrivals in the city, British couple Richard and Claire Devine fall under the spell of charismatic American journalist Lawrence Anderson and his captivating Palestinian girlfriend, Monique.
In those thrilling early days, even the outbreak of factional violence across the city feels exhilarating. The world is watching—but the four friends remain safe, expatriate observers of somebody else’s war.
As the fighting intensifies, so do their relationships and desires—until one of them feels betrayed.
In a moment their safety is shattered, their alliance broken.
And they discover that in civil war, there are no civilians.
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If you enjoy internationally set novels by writers such as Graham Greene, John le Carré, and William Boyd, you’ll probably feel right at home here.
THE MARATHON YEARS
This is a personal memoir, the story of our decade-long battle defying dementia after my wife Lena was diagnosed with early-onset Alzheimers in 2013. A story that shows how love and hope can survive even in the darkest times. An experience that has helped me to shape a radical new approach to adult social care.
My plan is to publish the book in early December 2026, but you can read the early chapters here.

I hadn't. The story goes somewhere I never would have expected, an intellectual space that is usually reserved for children and romantic picnickers. But not here - 'Waiting for Orders' readers are allowed a little brainplay.
Characters are fully developed from the oily and smooth Amin, the impatient and practical Dave, the seductress Monique, the proper English Claire, and the adventurous larger than life Lawrence.
But this gritty and authentic book has one flaw - a weak and unlikeable protagonist.
I found myself chuckling at chunks of dialogue I might not have found as humorous if I didn't have that voice drawling its way around my skull. Also, thinking about young Jack Nicholson somehow made me feel that this short story, published in 2010, was somehow classic! Neat trick.
And the ending! Boy, I didn't see that coming either. It ended rather abruptly for my taste; I wanted more! The quick-draw ending doesn't soften the piece, though. It just leaves the reader itching for more Miles.
One thing I will note is that the dialogue does not use quotation marks, but dashes, which I believe is more of a French thing. There were no 'he saids' or 'she saids' — which you think could get confusing, but it doesn’t. The dialogue was so good that you could tell who was speaking by the way they were talking.
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