Jack Estes

   
   

Jack Estes

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A FIELD OF INNOCENCE
by author Jack Estes

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Jack Estes is the author of the critically acclaimed Vietnam memoir A Field of Innocence, Warner Books. It was also published by Britenbush Books in hardback and overseas by Headline. His articles and essays have appeared in Newsweek, LA Times, Wall Street Journal, Chicago Tribune and the Oregonian, to name a few. He has written an award winning screenplay A Soldiers Son which took First Place in 2006 out of 1500 entries at FilmMakers International Screen writing Contest, top ten at Script Shark and First Place at Willamette Writers Conference, among others. He has written a book of fiction titled "Searching for Gurney" that has not been published but excerpts were used to win a Fellowship at Squaw Valley Writers Conference, to be accepted at Breadloaf and to take First Place at Willamette Writers Conference. He has finished an adaptation of his screenplay and is looking for a publisher for this novel with the same title: A Soldiers Son.

 

This Months Excerpt

• • • is from the novel, A Soldiers Son.
This novel was completed at 2:09 am on January 9, 2010. This is an unpublished manuscript and I'm currently looking for a publisher. I can be reached at: jackestes@comcast.net

A Soldiers Son
A Novel © by Jack Estes

A red Frisbee spins slowly through a blue sky and disappears. Suddenly, the sky turns black and gray, rocked with the fury of monsoon winds and rain. Darkness crashes and in the distance there are faint lights and the wail of a Marine Corps chopper, as it crosses the mountains and descends into the Ah Shau valley. Waves of wind and rain pound and hammer the chopper. Lightning flashes as the Huey fires rockets and long, broken lines of red tracers into the jungle. Inside, two pilots fight the controls, trying to keep the ship steady. The crew chief and four Marines sit on web seats, rolling with the wind, banging back and forth against the walls. The door gunner stands harnessed, his machine gun in a sling as he works his gun back and forth, firing a line of tracers, killing the night. Flares drop from a C-140 as the wind in the darkness wails. Shit!" the Door Gunner shouts, as an enemy round slices through his leg. He swings the barrel of his .60, fires and screams ...Read more here!


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