Written In the Ashes by K. Hollan Van Zandt
Publisher: Harper Collins (Sept. 27, 2016 Category: Historical Fiction, Tour Dates: October/November, 2016 ASIN: B01CY3A8X4 Available in: ebook, 554Pages "Written in the Ashes is one of those rare novels that sets 'history' afire, to bathe readers in the glow of a greater, hotter truth. Fans of The Mists of Avalon will find this romantic/alchemical/feminist/spiritual epic equally captivating."--Tom Robbins, bestselling author of Tibetan Peach Pie: A True Account of an Imaginative Life, Even Cowgirls Get the Blues. and Villa Incognito In the bloody clash between Christians and pagans in fifth-century Alexandria, a servant girl becomes the last hope for preserving peace in this evocative and thrilling tale—a blend of history, adventure, religion, romance, and mysticism reminiscent of The Mists of Avalon. After she is abducted from her home in the mountains of Sinai, Hannah is enslaved and taken to Alexandria, where she becomes the property of Alizar, an alchemist and pagan secretly working to preserve his culture. Revered for her beautiful singing voice, the young slave is invited to perform at the city's Great Library, where she becomes friends with the revered mathematician and philosopher, Hypatia, as well as other pagans who curate its magnificent collections. Determined to help them uphold pagan culture and traditions, Hannah embarks on a dangerous quest to unite the fractured pieces of the Emerald Tablet—the last hope to save the pagans and create peace. On this odyssey that leads her to the lost oracles of Delfi and Amun-Ra and to rediscovered ancient cities and rituals, Hannah will experience forbidden loves, painful betrayals, and poignant reunions. But her efforts may be in vain. Returning to Alexandria, Hannah finds a city engulfed in violence, even as her own romantic entanglements come to a head. Now, it's not only her future, but the fate of all Alexandria that is at stake.Praise for Written In the Ashes by K. Hollan Van Zandt
“In her captivating debut novel, Written in the Ashes, K. Hollan Van Zandt brings to life a fascinating and forgotten woman of history: Hypatia of Alexandria, who may have been one of the greatest female minds of all time. If you’ve ever wondered what it was like to walk the streets of long ago Egypt, then look no further. You will be enthralled!”– Michelle Moran, international bestselling author of Nefertiti and Cleopatra’s Daughter “Van Zandt’s vivid description of the Great Library instantly transported me to a lush fifth century Alexandria. Her lyrical writing style and breakneck storytelling kept me riveted to the very last page.”– Robin Maxwell bestselling author of The Secret Diary of Anne Boleyn and Signora da Vinci. "Going back so far in time leaves an author with little written record to rely on for fact. The burning of the Great Library at Alexandria was a monumental loss to humanity. The facts of the matter aside, this novel was truly arresting and I had a hard time putting it down to get anything done. Ancient history fascinates me. Religion fascinates me. This book manages to tie both together in a story that resonates through time. The book was fascinating. The characters were well developed and I really didn't want to leave this world of ancient Alexandria. The imaginary, magical priests and the beautiful goddesses created by Ms. Van Zandt lent themselves to a mystical world that was quite believable within its context. As the story unfolded I was rooting for Hannah to fulfill her destiny and find peace with her past. I am looking forward to the next chapters in these characters lives."-Patty Woodland, Broken TeepeeAbout K. Hollan Van Zandt
Kaia Van Zandt is a celebrated author and teacher whose novel, Written in the Ashes, chronicles the events that led up to the burning of the Great Library of Alexandria, Egypt. Kaia’s spiritual journey began at age 14 when she founded the youth division of the Humane Society of the United States. Then as a junior in high school, she traveled to the Earth Summit in Brazil, where she taught meditation, and was given the opportunity to work with world leaders on the challenges facing humanity and the planet today, an experience that profoundly influenced her work. She’s a graduate of Antioch University, where she focused on the intersection between the ancient Goddess traditions and modern culture. Her fascination with healing-both personally and collectively – led her to yoga. During her career she’s worked with thought leaders like Marci Shimoff and Deepak Chopra, actors like Ashley Judd, Jamie Lee Curtis, and Garry Shandling, as well as Sony ImageWorks, UCLA Medical, and the San Francisco 49ers. Her beloved writing mentor is bestselling novelist/humorist, Tom Robbins.Website: www.kaiavanzandt.com
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As soon as Hannah’s story began, I was completely hooked. Fierce, brave and full of hope, Hannah’s character is instantly endearing. The journey that Hannah is sent on is full of high-stakes, adventure and cunning skill. There is a lot going on in this book and it kept me just wanting more and more. I loved being taken back to ancient Alexandria, I could picture the marketplace, the Great Library, chariot races and Alizar’s house perfectly. Then the beauty and mystery of the Temple, I could imagine the dancing priestesses in full costume. As Hannah chases the Emerald Tablet her fate becomes entwined in her mission and the excitement increases. History, magic, adventure and romance intersect in this epic tale about a young women’s journey.
WRITTEN IN THE ASHES
K. HOLLAN VAN ZANDT
This excerpt is continued from Buried Under Books on Oct 14th.
“No,” whispered Alizar. “A magician or possibly a priest. I suspect he seldom has visitors. It could be the first time in half a century he has even spoken to outsiders.”
The priest nodded his head, as though he understood. Then he said, “Fruit we have for you, our guests.” Then he whispered to the crouching boy with the staff who leapt to his feet and rushed off, returning with a tray of the most beautiful food any of them had seen in weeks. There were perfect white grapes, blood oranges, dates, figs, glassy plums, and a sweet red fruit that Hannah had never seen before that looked exactly like a tomato.
When they had eaten the feast and praised the food to their host, Alizar opened his palm and rained silver coins on the straw mat before them. “We would like to consult the Oracle of Amun-Ra,” he said. “Can you take us there?”
Omar-the-Goat pressed his lips together and cast his limp gaze down to the floor for a long time. “No oracle,” he said.
“No oracle?” asked Alizar.
“No oracle,” said the old priest, scooping up the coins with his good hand as though he could see them perfectly, dropping them into the leather satchel at his hip. “No, no, no oracle today. Come tomorrow.”
Alizar began to protest, but Omar-the-Goat shook his head and resolutely held up the palm of his hand. “Tomorrow, tomorrow,” he said, and then he shooed the men and children out of the room as though they were chickens.
So.
The next nine days played out in precisely the same manner. Every morning the caravan would awaken to the flaming desert sun and the round, peaceful eyes of the children watching them sleep. The children would then rush them into the city to see the blind old priest who would feed them fresh fruit and announce happily when they inquired about the Oracle of Amun-Ra, “Tomorrow.”
“What should we do, Alizar?” asked Gideon. “The Kahmsin winds are approaching. If we do not leave soon, I fear we will be stranded here.”
Alizar poked at the campfire with a stick, and a spray of sparks flew up and vanished in between the constellations. “The full moon approaches. I believe this is why he is making us wait.”
“What if I go exploring the cliffs to the north of the city? I have seen people up there,” said Tarek, “and dwellings.”
“No, I think we should be patient,” said Alizar. “If by the full moon he does not agree to take us to the oracle, then I permit you to explore, Tarek.”
Tarek let out a sigh but did not argue.
On the morning of the full moon, the caravan gathered at the mouth of the city and followed the children to see Omar-the-Goat. Right away, the routine shifted. Alizar smiled a knowing smile at the others as the children proceeded to lead them, not up the stairs like before, but behind the little town of Aghurmi and up a steep slope where a row of little huts stood huddled together like doves on a short branch. Eventually they came to a wide vista overlooking the entire valley where a large rectangular temple made of the same ruddy clay as everything else rose up impressively. Its twenty or so columns of red granite ornamented with intricate hieroglyphic carvings depicted stories of fishing, hunting as well as scenes of prayer and feasting. A mammoth granite obelisk taller than any in Alexandria stood in the courtyard beside a shimmering spring just as Alexander the Great had described in his journals.
“Omm Beyda,” whispered Alizar.
The Temple of Amun-Ra.
The children scattered and disappeared with whoops of excitement, leaving the caravan outside the temple to wait in the growing heat of the day. At first they stood and paced eagerly, but as time wore on they realized that an immediate audience with the oracle was not in store. Tarek took out a sheet of parchment and a sprig of charcoal he had sharpened on a stone and began to take impressions of the carvings. Hannah and Alizar opted to recline against the shade of the wall and chat while Gideon and Jemir played several rounds of tipstone, a game where two opponents used alabaster balls rolled at a distance toward a triangular configuration of twenty rectangular stones, ten white and ten black, in attempts to tip the opponent’s stones while leaving their own upright. Tarek remained reticent, seated on the wide cliff overlooking the palace of the king and queen with its four sprawling courtyards and tremendous statues set at specific intervals to catch the sunlight, statues that according to legend would speak at certain times of day.
“Do you imagine we will be going home soon, Alizar?” Hannah’s eyes looked hollow and dim. In the last several days, her optimistic curiosity had been replaced with deepening concern.
Alizar placed a hand on her shoulder. “Do not worry, Hannah. We will be back even before the moon turns another cycle. You will see.”
“If you say so.”