Treatment for a theatrical feature or television film of the book, Murder on the Naval Base, by author Behcet Kaya, a novel about a U.S. Navy officer accused of killing his wife and her lover.
The story's main character, a respected naval officer, goes through a tumultuous military court-martial to prove his innocence.
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July 28, 2015
Road to Siran by Behcet Kaya
Road to Siran: Erin's Story is a book written by author Behcet Kaya that introduces Erin Ozcomert, a beautiful UCLA graduate student.
Erin had always felt compelled to learn more about the little-known stories of her nebulous father; stories hidden from her since his mysterious death several years before.
Erin had always felt compelled to learn more about the little-known stories of her nebulous father; stories hidden from her since his mysterious death several years before.
Murder on the Naval Base by Behcet Kaya
Murder on the Naval Base by Behcet Kaya is a book that begins with a blurry account of a cold-blooded shooting of a couple singled out while having dinner at an officer's club on a U.S. naval military base.
The prime suspect is apprehended hours later while apparently attempting to flee the state.
The prime suspect is apprehended hours later while apparently attempting to flee the state.
Voice of Conscience by Behcet Kaya
Voice of Conscience is the second edition of the well-received novel by Behcet Kaya.
Voice of Conscience is a tightly-spun tale of redemption and human nature vividly depicted in the story of one man's manic journey to fulfill his debt and reclaim his past at whatever cost.
Voice of Conscience is a tightly-spun tale of redemption and human nature vividly depicted in the story of one man's manic journey to fulfill his debt and reclaim his past at whatever cost.
July 27, 2015
Timeless Love
Timesless Love by Behcet Kaya
The dream kept repeating. Night after night, the characters were the same; a man and three young women.
The man was tall with a big belly, small fat hands, dark hair, bushy eyebrows, double chin, and deep-set intelligent eyes. I knew who he was; a character I was developing in a novel.
The dream kept repeating. Night after night, the characters were the same; a man and three young women.
The man was tall with a big belly, small fat hands, dark hair, bushy eyebrows, double chin, and deep-set intelligent eyes. I knew who he was; a character I was developing in a novel.
The Town of Pergama
The Town of Pergama by Behcet Kaya
The small southern town of Pergama is situated in a lush valley setting, as typical and as atypical as any small town in America can be.
My profession as a traveling salesman affords me the opportunity to observe both the natural beauty of the landscape, as well as the intricacies of human nature.
The small southern town of Pergama is situated in a lush valley setting, as typical and as atypical as any small town in America can be.
My profession as a traveling salesman affords me the opportunity to observe both the natural beauty of the landscape, as well as the intricacies of human nature.
The Nomad and the Keeper
After a small wedding ceremony at Hidden Creek Country Club near Navarre, Florida, my new bride and I were flying to St. Thomas for our week-long honeymoon.
I packed a toothbrush and my shaving essentials, along with a few other items including bathing trunks and T-shirts, all of which fit neatly in my small roll-aboard.
I packed a toothbrush and my shaving essentials, along with a few other items including bathing trunks and T-shirts, all of which fit neatly in my small roll-aboard.
Payback
Payback by Behcet Kaya
Wealthy Lowry Totenham looked back on his life and smiled at the pauper with no formal training who came to America with nothing more than big dreams.
He remembered the modest home he came from, a little shanty, one of many homesteads on the slopes of the hills of Istanbul, Turkey aiming desperately for the genteel yet achieving a sordid melancholy.
Wealthy Lowry Totenham looked back on his life and smiled at the pauper with no formal training who came to America with nothing more than big dreams.
He remembered the modest home he came from, a little shanty, one of many homesteads on the slopes of the hills of Istanbul, Turkey aiming desperately for the genteel yet achieving a sordid melancholy.
Joana
Joana by Behcet Kaya
For several weeks Joana Miller had remained quiet and attentive to her chores.
She completed her grocery list with efficiency, dusted the house, swept the floors and did countless loads of laundry, carefully folding her clothes and her husband's. She paid bills online, balanced her checkbook and rechecked bank statements.
For several weeks Joana Miller had remained quiet and attentive to her chores.
She completed her grocery list with efficiency, dusted the house, swept the floors and did countless loads of laundry, carefully folding her clothes and her husband's. She paid bills online, balanced her checkbook and rechecked bank statements.
Daydreamer
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Bidel is a lovely sixteen-year-old, with a slender figure, luminous eyes of varying shades of green, and unusually long eyelashes.
She is an above-average student, although she never seems to have to study.
She lives with her parents in a wealthy, gated community.
July 26, 2015
Blizzard
Blizzard by Behcet Kaya
Firdes Yildirim had not visited her village in over three years.
She finally gave her husband, Bagatur, an ultimatum:
"If you don't take me back to see my parents, I will go myself and never return."
Firdes Yildirim had not visited her village in over three years.
She finally gave her husband, Bagatur, an ultimatum:
"If you don't take me back to see my parents, I will go myself and never return."
Autopsy
Autopsy by Behcet Kaya
Detective Ron Pillard walked through a set of double doors. He followed the signs, turned left and entered the men's public restroom.
Stopping at the entrance, he eyed two rows of stalls. Several doors were closed in the row to the left, but he finally noticed the two stall doors at the end were open.
Detective Ron Pillard walked through a set of double doors. He followed the signs, turned left and entered the men's public restroom.
Stopping at the entrance, he eyed two rows of stalls. Several doors were closed in the row to the left, but he finally noticed the two stall doors at the end were open.
A Soldier's Story
A Soldier's Story by Behcet Kaya
I was on a mission.
Taking off from Incirlik Airbase in Turkey, I was flying into northern Iraq to seek my target. Twenty-five minutes into my flight the left engine caught fire.
Down below, I could see civilians, mostly women and children.
I was on a mission.
Taking off from Incirlik Airbase in Turkey, I was flying into northern Iraq to seek my target. Twenty-five minutes into my flight the left engine caught fire.
Down below, I could see civilians, mostly women and children.
Cappadocia, Land of Magic
Cappadocia, Land of Magic by Behcet Kaya
Turkey is unendingly, unmitigatedly surprising; each area having a look of its own distinction.
At the beginning of the four-hour bus ride from Ankara to the area known as Cappadocia, one hardly sees a steep hill, but rather miles of endless, golden wheat fields. Then come the marshy shores of the great salt lake, Tuz Golu.
Turkey is unendingly, unmitigatedly surprising; each area having a look of its own distinction.
At the beginning of the four-hour bus ride from Ankara to the area known as Cappadocia, one hardly sees a steep hill, but rather miles of endless, golden wheat fields. Then come the marshy shores of the great salt lake, Tuz Golu.
Alaska Cruise - Part Three
Due to the small number of passengers, 30 in all, we were given three cars and all had their own window seat.
The voice over the intercom told stories of Skagway, beginning with the town cemetery.
In the late 1800s, the Gold Rush was at its peak and there were good guys and bad guys.
The voice over the intercom told stories of Skagway, beginning with the town cemetery.
In the late 1800s, the Gold Rush was at its peak and there were good guys and bad guys.
Alaska Cruise - Part Two
Our first port of call was Ketchikan. We were here nine years ago and it appeared that nothing much had changed except the city had built more houses expanding up into the steep hills.
There are many tours, but we walked to the downtown area instead, found an Internet café, The Sweet Mermaid, caught up on our emails and enjoyed delicious hot coffee.
There are many tours, but we walked to the downtown area instead, found an Internet café, The Sweet Mermaid, caught up on our emails and enjoyed delicious hot coffee.
Alaska Cruise - Part One
Our first stop was the city of Vancouver, Canada.
We did not find it difficult, customs was a breeze and our taxi driver took us to our hotel, the Century Plaza on Bourard Boulevard in downtown.
Vancouver is a beautiful city and cultured.
We did not find it difficult, customs was a breeze and our taxi driver took us to our hotel, the Century Plaza on Bourard Boulevard in downtown.
Vancouver is a beautiful city and cultured.
Author Behcet Kaya Wins 2015 Award
The dramatic romance fiction novel Road to Siran: Erin's Story by Behcet Kaya has been honored by the 2015 Feathered Quill Book Awards.
"In addition to the many favorable book reviews and enthusiastic responses we receive, it is humbling to accept such an honor," declared award-winning author Behcet Kaya in Los Angeles.
"In addition to the many favorable book reviews and enthusiastic responses we receive, it is humbling to accept such an honor," declared award-winning author Behcet Kaya in Los Angeles.
Our Animal Friends and the Environment
Just think about it: If all the other species on earth gradually disappeared due to our precarious treatment of them, man would be a very lonely creature.
I would like to discuss two animals that, among others, affect the environment immensely. They are beavers and wolves.
I would like to discuss two animals that, among others, affect the environment immensely. They are beavers and wolves.
Tugba and Ibrahim: A Love Story by Behcet Kaya
She worked assiduously, arduously just to clear the entrance to the house, piling the snow on both sides of the path that was now as tall as she was from the previous shoveling.
She was sweating as she finally reached the street, and the last shovel full she threw landed on a young man passing by.
Reflections on My Trip to Turkey
On this recent transatlantic crossing to my homeland of Turkiye, there were many things that I discovered, things that made me reflect, and things that made me sad.
As I thought about this, it occurred to me that perhaps these things are too private to share. Yes, some things are, but some things are not.
As I thought about this, it occurred to me that perhaps these things are too private to share. Yes, some things are, but some things are not.
Visit to My Village - Part Eight
Hakan led the way, as usual. We walked another hour and I realized that we were on the trail we had taken the other day. We reached the area with the loose rocks and Hakan warned me again to be 'sure footed.'
"If you slip and get your foot caught between rocks, you can break your leg or ankle."
"If you slip and get your foot caught between rocks, you can break your leg or ankle."
Visit to My Village - Part Seven
The next morning we were on our way to Erzincan. Hakan had a basket filled with fresh mushrooms for his daughter, son-in-law and grandchildren.
I stopped in Siran to buy petrol for the car and ordered tea and simit (Turkish pretzels) but Hakan did not want anything. Our drive on the autobahn was smooth and driving the BMW was quite an experience.
I stopped in Siran to buy petrol for the car and ordered tea and simit (Turkish pretzels) but Hakan did not want anything. Our drive on the autobahn was smooth and driving the BMW was quite an experience.
Visit to My Village - Part Six
The woodstove was fired up and the house was nice and warm. I took a hot shower, ate more of Mother's soup and retired for the night.
I told Mother that I wanted to sleep and if anyone came, to please excuse me. I was so tired, I slept over ten hours. In the morning I awoke, my thighs throbbing from yesterday's climb.
I told Mother that I wanted to sleep and if anyone came, to please excuse me. I was so tired, I slept over ten hours. In the morning I awoke, my thighs throbbing from yesterday's climb.
Visit to My Village - Part Five
After spending an hour at the summit, Hakan decided it was time to start back down. It was late afternoon and dark clouds had begun to close in.
Although Hakan said the wind could disperse the clouds, one can never knew the capricious mind of the weather. He told us there were four choices to take.
Although Hakan said the wind could disperse the clouds, one can never knew the capricious mind of the weather. He told us there were four choices to take.
Visit to My Village - Part Four
It had been six days since I arrived the village. Each day was sunshiny in the morning and rainy in the afternoon. Every morning I went walking by myself, covering all the fields to the north of the village.
I kept saying to myself that I was going to do my climb, but I became more nervous that the rain would never stop, and I would not be able to fulfill my dream of hiking the two summits.
I kept saying to myself that I was going to do my climb, but I became more nervous that the rain would never stop, and I would not be able to fulfill my dream of hiking the two summits.
Visit to My Village - Part Three
During my first week, I had visitors every night; some I knew, others were strangers to me. Mother was constantly making and serving tea.
When the men came, they brought their wives and sometimes their daughters who helped mother with her cooking and chores. Mind you, at this time of the year not all the people are in the village.
When the men came, they brought their wives and sometimes their daughters who helped mother with her cooking and chores. Mind you, at this time of the year not all the people are in the village.
July 25, 2015
Visit to My Village - Part Two
I felt exhilarated as I approached the outskirts of Siran. Stopping the car at a convenient place, I observed the two mountains to the north of my village.
It had been forty-nine years since I left and I had forgotten how they look from this vantage point. Beyond these mountains, there is another ridge of higher peaks where the snow never melts.
It had been forty-nine years since I left and I had forgotten how they look from this vantage point. Beyond these mountains, there is another ridge of higher peaks where the snow never melts.
Visit to My Village - Part One
After our transatlantic cruise, I decided to pay a visit to my mother. I have visited her almost every year, but always at Christmas time and at her home in Ankara where my other relatives live close by.
Mother spends her winters in Ankara and the remainder of the year in the village. This visit would be special because it would take place in the village of Evrenkoyu where I was born.
Mother spends her winters in Ankara and the remainder of the year in the village. This visit would be special because it would take place in the village of Evrenkoyu where I was born.
4th of July
My wife and I enjoyed volunteering at the Ventura 4th of July Street Fair booth for the Ventura County American Turkish Association (VATAN), a non-profit organization to promote knowledge of Turkey and friendship among Turks and Americans.
The all-day street fair runs almost the entire length of Main Street in downtown Ventura and is visited by thousands of happy people.
The all-day street fair runs almost the entire length of Main Street in downtown Ventura and is visited by thousands of happy people.
The Conversation
I think it safe to say that I am good in observing what is around me, especially in restaurants and other public places, and I have this habit of listening to other people's conversations.
When I lived in England, my landlady, given the title of Lady by the Queen, continually reminded me that it was rude to listen to what others were talking about.
When I lived in England, my landlady, given the title of Lady by the Queen, continually reminded me that it was rude to listen to what others were talking about.
Transatlantic Crossing
No, this is not anything close to the Titanic. Just the opposite.
After hearing about a re-positioning cruise that our dear friends, the Sankurs, had taken, I knew this was a trip I wanted to experience. I thought about doing the same crossing as they had done - from Southampton, UK to Ft. Lauderdale.
After hearing about a re-positioning cruise that our dear friends, the Sankurs, had taken, I knew this was a trip I wanted to experience. I thought about doing the same crossing as they had done - from Southampton, UK to Ft. Lauderdale.
Behcet "Ben" Kaya Biography
Behcet Kaya is a Turkish-American author and a Hollywood film and television actor known by the stage name Ben Kaya.
As a published author, Behcet Kaya has written six literary fiction novels, Voice of Conscience, Murder on the Naval Base, Road to Siran: Erin's Story, Treacherous Estate, Body in the Woods and Appellate Judge.
As a published author, Behcet Kaya has written six literary fiction novels, Voice of Conscience, Murder on the Naval Base, Road to Siran: Erin's Story, Treacherous Estate, Body in the Woods and Appellate Judge.