I wrote The Deed over a period of about seven years—some of the busiest Maxim years, and shortly thereafter. It was a labor of love in every sense, and so it was tremendously gratifying to find it reviewed favorably by The New York Times Book Review, CNN, and others. We even had a great book party in NYC which was a lot of fun, and at which Tommy Lee stuck his finger up my nose.
The Deed is a novel about a young New York ad executive who meets a beautiful descendent of Manhattan's original Native American population, and discovers that he may be heir to the island of Manhattan...if they can only team up to find an ancient document hidden somewhere in the city. This pre-dated National Treasure by more than a year...just saying.
"Amanda took a deep drag, then sneered at the cigarette and abandoned it on the edge of the ashtray, where it began slowly cremating itself, thin soul departing in a long gray wisp. Turning her head, she exhaled away from him. 'Here's where the story takes...sort of a mythic turn,' she asserted..."