AT THE ALTARS OF MONEY
A quirky novel with attitude…and altitude.
Relevant and revealing…gives the 90% something to cheer about and the 10% something to worry about.
In this novel, I sought to write about our dollar dominated American society in a way that was first and foremost entertaining; to enliven it with an unusual love story set mostly in our Colorado mountains and the Scottish Highlands; and to make it informative, provocative, and willing to challenge popular beliefs.
Infused with real people and events, and set in real places, AT THE ALTARS OF MONEY blends keen minds with romantic hearts and intrepid souls, then adds a satirical edge. As it scripts the financial meltdown of 2008 and captures an American ethos about money, it also celebrates love, redemption…and mountain climbing. Unlike most books about money, mine presents points of view from insiders looking out rather than outsiders looking in.
When a modern-day Robin Hood exploits greed, should society brand him (or her) a criminal or a hero?
Join Kelly, Arthur, Fran, and Hamish in a provocative romp around America’s rarefied atmosphere of high finance, where money moves from pocket to pocket rather than into productive enterprise.
Haunted by her heritage, Kelly is a fiery and uncompromising SEC attorney who seeks truth. Sometimes truth is not what her superiors want to hear.
Scion of a philandering vice president of Coca-Cola, Arthur is mired in mediocrity. He reunites with college comrades Fran and Hamish in a venture he hopes will honor their college vow to create wealth by doing something important.
Free-spirited Fran moves up on Wall Street, outperforming male colleagues in money management and in racquetball because she knows when to use power and when to use finesse.
Iconoclastic, identity conflicted, emotionally scarred, and riddled with insecurities, Hamish masters the universe of securities trading models. He seeks a more zestful, more adventuresome life.
At a time when I sorely needed a confidence boost, Lorian Hemingway wrote to encourage me with a daunting prediction:
“You are truly a star on the rise and have produced a work that will have mass market appeal. Your work will blow ’em away.”
From John A. Tracy, Emeritus Professor at the University of Colorado and best selling author of How to Read a Financial Report and Accounting for Dummies:
“With a keen eye for detail, At the Altars of Money is a hard-hitting exposure to the worlds of finance and investing and a “heads-first” dive into the deep waters of money. Also a tender and beautiful love story with its own troubles and detours. Mountain climbing passages reflect on the broad role of nature in our lives. Rarely do you see such graceful poetry interlaced throughout dialog; what pleasures they are!”
From Michele Matrisciani, Editorial Specialist, Bookchic LLC.:
“Provocative, enticing, humbling, and remarkably detailed, Hubbard’s homage to both the natural wonders of the West and the flawed motives of mankind grippingly explores the duality of life: gorgeous and grotesque at the same time.”
BOOK PASSAGE, FROM PART NINE, “TITANS’ NOBLE CAUSE”
A meeting of the partners in 2002.
Arthur gaveled the table. “Let’s get back to the agenda and be serious. We’re sitting here planning a crime we’re not going to commit for another four or five years. Now that’s the ultimate premeditation. I don’t know about you two, but I still have a problem, a genuine moral dilemma. The investors we’re gonna rob haven’t done anything wrong, and—”
“Remember, Arthur,” Fran interrupted, “to many people the possession of wealth is an outrageous form of social injustice, and it creates a presumption of greed, also a presumption of power improperly exercised for personal benefit to the detriment of others.”
“That doesn’t make it right for us to rob the wealthy.”
“Arthur, also remember you started us off with metaphors. Was it wrong for Robin Hood to rob the rich and give to the poor?”
“C’mon, Fran. Robin Hood was a fictional character.”
Fran wiggled a finger in his face. “Now, Aw-w-wthuh, don’t we often draw on fiction for our most compelling figures, our most revered role models?”
“Hell, I don’t know. I never thought about it. I hope you’re not saying I should read the book.”
“No, Arthur, I’m not. But, without demanding biased answers from authors, doesn’t fiction direct us to important questions for our time?”
Arthur smirked, placed his hands on the table, and leaned back in his chair. “Goddam, I can’t believe this. So now we’re gonna take direction from fiction and present ourselves as Robin Hood and the merry men?”
Eyes blazing, Fran leaned forward and shook her head. No-o-o, we won’t have to. Enterprising journalists are sure to do just that for us.”