…or else I apologize for asking.
I wrote a biographical novel about 10 years ago and abandoned the project before completing the final chapter. It’s about my experience with Operation Restore Trust, a federal witch-hunt for fraudulent doctors. I was the victim of wrongful and malicious prosecution, as were (are) many other physicians.
Twickster was kind enough to read the first chapter when I solicited her opinion. She opined that it needed a lot of work, primarily copy editing, but that I wrote well, and the story was interesting. She cautioned me about posting to Café Society saying people who know what they’re talking about would say, “it needs to be edited.” And, she’s right, it needs work. But, I’m not a writer (I just play one on TV), I’m a physician (or, at least I was physician)…so I’m prepared to take strong criticism for something that is not my day job.
The book, thus far, is ~125,000 words. The chapter I’m linking to is ~9300 words (sorry). The chapter is about 2/3 of the way into the story. I chose this particular chapter because it ties together a few relevant themes and it is a chapter I polished up more than most others.
Criticism would be nice. Even better would be if there are any professional editors, book doctors or co-authors who see potential in this project and wish to partner in some fashion to get published. I have no money, thanks to Operation Restore Trust(and a soon to be ex-wife who makes the old prosecuting AUSA on my case look like a pussycat).
Leading up to this chapter: It’s the eve of the new millennium, I’m newly married (first time, 40 years old); anticipating baby daughter (high risk pregnancy, donor egg due to mother’s age); I learn that a former classmate of mine (and good friend) is being investigated for fraud and abuse of Medicare. He’s not guilty, I know it. He commits suicide; I learn of another former classmate being investigated for fraud and abuse of Medicare. He is guilty, I know it. He goes to trial, coked up most days with powder on his nose, according to the press and goes to prison for most of the last decade; Medicare stops all payment to our practice. 4 months later we learn the reason: I’m being investigated for fraud and abuse of Medicare. I hire a civil legal team; my case turns criminal. I hire a criminal legal team; I don’t like the options either of my 2 former classmates took; my daughter is born. I raise her (to this day, along with her baby sister); I lose my practice, most of our money and some of my sanity; stress triggers a bad case of agoraphobia…hard for me to even leave the house; my case turns more sour. The feds are jerking me around. I’m not guilty. Really, I am not guilty. Bob, one of the expert medical consultants on my legal team convinces me to fire current attorney and go with a big gun. I comply. My dad (and best friend) insists on going with Bob and I to meet with the new lawyers in south Florida. And that brings us to: Goin’ South (I changed the names of everyone, except my daughter…I just can’t change her name). (PDF file)
Thanks.
