Edward Whittemore (May 26, 1933 – August 3, 1995) was an American novelist (1974 – 1987) and Central Intelligence Agency case officer, Directorate of Operations (Asia, Middle East, Europe, 1958 – 1967)
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Quin's Shanghai Circus (1974)Edit
Sinai Tapestry (1977)Edit
- But to Stern at that moment it wasn't a hand grenade at all but a no longer distant cloud high above the Temple of the Moon, a driftin memory in the desert of dim pillars and fountains and waterways, mysterious places where myrrh grew, the ruins of his youth.
Blinding light then in the mirror behind the bar, sudden death merging the stars and windstorms of his life with darkness in the failure of his seeking, bright blinding light in the night sky at last and Stern's once vast vision of a homeland for all the peoples of his heritage gone as if he had never lived, shattered as if he had never suffered, his futile devotion ended on a clear Cairo night during the uncertain campaigns of 1942 when the eternal disguise he wore to his last clandestine meeting, his face, was ripped way and thrown against a mirror in the half-light of an Arab bar, there to stare at a now immobile landscape fixed to witness his death forever.
Jerusalem Poker (1978)Edit
Nile Shadows (1983)Edit
- Why is it the Mongols of this world always tell us they're defending us against the Mongols?
- NS is the third book in the "Jerusalem Quartet"
Jericho Mosaic (1987)Edit
- Jerusalem Dreaming, a tribute site to Edward Whittemore