Presenting Fantasy and Horror Author, George Kramer

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Don’t miss your opportunity to meet local author, George Kramer! He will be signing and selling his books at the 69th Annual Christmas Gift & Hobby Show, on Saturday, November 10th, from 10:00 A.M. – 9:00 P.M., and on Sunday, November 11th, from 10:00 A.M. – 5:00 P.M., at the Indiana State Fairgrounds, West Pavilion, booth #306.

George Kramer started writing early in his life. In fifth grade, he started dabbling with his pen and paper. It was instrumental, since his writing would serve as a crucial outlet later in life. The venting allowed him to get a handle on his trials and tribulations in growing up with eight other siblings.

George spread his wings and embraced writing in all genres. As it stands, he has over one hundred and fifty articles published online for various websites.

He has written two books of unconventional poetry, countless short stories, and seven books of the popular Arcadis fantasy series.

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Additionally, George has written a medical horror book, Blind to Blood, and its sequel, Blind to Blood 2: The End Game.


He has written a screenplay for both Blind to Blood and Arcadis: Prophecy. Additionally, he wrote a murder/mystery/love obsession book, To Some it’s Just a Rose.

He is currently writing book three in the Blind to Blood series. The eighth installment of the popular Arcadis series is also in the works.

George was born in Brooklyn, NY, raised on Long Island, is one of nine children, and is a natural born triplet. Currently he resides in McCordsville, Indiana, with his wife and precocious daughter.

To learn more about George and his works, check him out online!

Website:
www.amazon.com/author/georgekramer

Facebook:
https://www.facebook.com/george.kramer.50

Instagram:
https://www.instagram.com/gkramer86/

Twitter:
https://twitter.com/gkramer86

The Spotlight is on Paranormal/Fantasy/Suspense/Romance Author, Shawn Reilly

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Shawn will be signing and selling her books at the 66th Annual Christmas Gift & Hobby Show, at the Indiana State Fairgrounds, West Pavilion, on Sunday, November 15th, from 10:00 A.M. – 5:00 P.M., in the Local Authors’ Booth #303. http://hsishows.com/wp/christmasgiftandhobbyshow/portfolio/authors-schedule/

Shawn Reilly writes Paranormal/fantasy/suspense/romance (Clean) novels for adults and Young Adults.

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Call of the Raven is the first book in her adult series.

Bug is the first book in her YA trilogy.

Shawn Reilly lives in the small town of Mt. Comfort Indiana with her husband, three daughters, and far too many pets.

She grew up in the era of Star Trek and Star Wars. On Friday nights she watched Sammy Terry—a fictional vampire host of a local television station that played old monster flicks. The black and whites were her favorite.

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Eventually she began to write in the genres she loved: science fiction, paranormal, and fantasy.

She is the author of the Union Series, and the YA, Children of the Alliance Trilogy, Bug, Spun, and Thread.

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Thread will be coming out late October/2015 and the last two in the Union series on the banner at the top of this article will be coming out 2016.

Check out all of Shawn’s books on her website: http://shawnreilly.wix.com/shawnreilly

Fantasy and Sci-Fi Author, Hans Cummings

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Hans will be signing and selling his books at the 66th Annual Christmas Gift & Hobby Show, at the Indiana State Fairgrounds, West Pavilion, on Saturday, November 14th, from from 10:00 A.M. – 9:00 P.M. and Sunday, November 15th, from 10:00 A.M. – 5:00 P.M., in the Local Authors’ Booth #303.
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Hans Cummings is the author of the Fantasy series: The Foundation of Drak-Anor and Scars of the Sundering, as well as the Zack Jackson science fiction series.

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Hans Cummings is Nuvo’s Best of Indy — Best Local Author 3rd place Honoree for 2014, and Nominee for 2015. Two of his short stories appear in Fear the Boot’s Sojourn speculative fiction anthologies.

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Hans also is a volunteer for the tabletop gaming industry ENnie Awards and maintains a gaming blog http://doctorstrangeroll.wordpress.com. In addition, he pens a writing blog http://vffpublishing.com.

Hans earned a Bachelor of Arts degree in English from Indiana University in 2006.
He grew up in Indiana, Germany, and Virginia and returned to Indiana when he was 21. He currently lives in Indianapolis with his wife.

His hobbies include tabletop and computer gaming, smoking meat, and igniting young people’s curiosity and passion for science and exploration.

George Kramer—Prolific Poet, Story Teller, and Science Fantasy Author

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George will be signing and selling his books at the 66th Annual Christmas Gift & Hobby Show, at the Indiana State Fairgrounds, West Pavilion, on Saturday, November 14th, from 10:00 A.M. – 3:30 P.M. and Sunday, November 15th, from 10:00 A.M. – 5:00 P.M., in the Local Authors’ Booth #303. http://hsishows.com/wp/christmasgiftandhobbyshow/portfolio/authors-schedule/

George Kramer started writing early in his life. In fifth grade, he started dabbling with his pen and paper. It was instrumental since his writing would serve as a crucial outlet later in life. The venting allowed him to get a handle on his trials and tribulations in growing up with eight other siblings.

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George spread his wings and embraced writing in all genres. As it stands, he has over one hundred and fifty articles published online for various websites. He has written two books of unconventional poetry, countless short stories, a medical thriller, and has entered the science fantasy arena with his fourth book of the Arcadis series.

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George was born in Brooklyn, NY, raised on Long Island, and moved to Indiana in 1989. Currently he resides in McCordsville, Indiana with his wife and precocious daughter.

Want to connect with George? Use these links:

http://www.amazon.com/author/georgekramer
http://www.facebook.com/Arcadisthesorcerer
http://www.georgekramer.blogspot.com
http://www.authorsden.com/georgekramer

Searching For Mrs. Robinson

the graduate    Welcome to the third installment of “Mis-Matched to Miss Matched.” If you missed the first two installments, this series is about my adventures on the Match.com dating website. The subjects for this post were younger than most. I debated whether I should entitle this article, “Searching for Mrs. Robinson” or “Hot for Teacher.” Initially, I wanted to call this “Hot for Teacher.” But the more I wrote, the more I liked “Searching for Mrs. Robinson.”

     You could tell Bachelor #11 was trouble by his profile picture—an all-American boy with a mischievous twinkle in his eye. You know the kind—trouble with a capital “T.”  I refer to him as a “boy” because he was a 24-year-old college student, and technically, I am old enough to be his mother.
     “Came across your photo. Couldn’t resist. Please give me your number.”
     “Sorry, but I think you should look for someone more age appropriate.”
     “I don’t mind. Give me your number.”
     “Well, I do mind. You should find someone your own age.”
     “No, you’re what I’m looking for. You’d make a good teacher, I bet.”
     “I’m not interested in teaching you anything, except for, possibly, manners.”
     “That sounds kinky. Give me your number.”
     Sheesh. “I wasn’t trying to be coy. I’m not interested. Good luck finding a match.”
     “What’s coy?”
     “Find a dictionary and look it up.”
     “Are you a librarian? Do you wear those tight skirts and your hair up? I’d like that.”
     I’m sure you would. “I’m not interested. Good luck finding a match.”

     Next up was Bachelor #12, a 35-year-old consultant.
     “How are you? I am hesitant to reach out to you. Mainly because I am putting myself in a position to be ridiculed and/or rejected. But, my hope is that you will respect my candor and honesty, as opposed to being offended.”
     “Well, you haven’t offended me yet. And I appreciate candor and honesty. So, go ahead.”
     “I really haven’t been very active in the dating scene and/or on this site. So, I found myself wondering ‘why am I on this site?’ the other day. I truly couldn’t answer that question, lol. However, I think I’ve realized that I want something new, exciting, and…not boring. I want to meet a woman at least 5 years outside of my age bracket, who is interested in a professional, vibrant, intellectual, witty, younger man.”
     “You have piqued my interest. I don’t mind dating a younger man. So, that’s not an issue. And I definitely agree that a relationship should be exciting, not boring.”
     “Now, here’s the catch. I’m not wanting a serious relationship. Not dead-set against it, but just not prioritizing it. I am very focused on my career and have goals to accomplish (just as you do, I’m sure). In all honesty, I’d love to meet a woman who craves and desires a younger man…even if she’s never been with one. I have a feeling that ‘older’ women appreciate a younger man’s intimacy, so long as he is energetic, passionate, and unselfish….oh, and privy to what will make her feel ‘euphoric’. Actually, that last one should probably be a pre-req for both sides, lol.”
     Euphoric? Well, who wouldn’t want to feel euphoric? And when was the last time any man wanted to make me happy, let alone euphoric?
     I reread his reply again, just to make sure I understood him clearly. But, then I got distracted by the whole “energetic, passionate, unselfish” bit. If any woman deserved a man who was energetic, passionate and unselfish, it was me. Visions of satin sheets, rose petals and candles flooded my mind. Then, I read it again for good measure.
     I have to admit that was the best soliloquy I’ve read that boils down to, “I just want to have sex. And I promise you’ll enjoy it.”
     And while I attempted to entertain the idea of this euphoric opportunity for a split second, my mother’s voice was screaming in my head, loud and clear. “Are you crazy? Have you completely lost your mind?!?”
     Fear not, Mom. I want to be in a serious relationship, not be some young stud’s booty call. And in all honesty my friends, I did not want to endure the inevitable, extremely awkward lecture from my mother. So, you’re asking, “Why on earth would you tell your mother?”
     I wouldn’t have to tell anybody. If Mr. Booty Call lived up to expectations, I am guessing everyone who saw me or spoke to me would notice my new, improved blissful state of being. You know that state—you are floating on air, the sun is always shining and everything is happiness, butterflies and rainbows. Okay, maybe it wouldn’t be exactly like that. Although it might be worth it to test my theory! (Just kidding, Mom.)
     Anyway…I wrote back to Mr. Booty Call. “I am flattered. But I am not interested in that type of relationship. However, I must compliment you on how eloquently you expressed the bottom line. I’m sure there is a woman out there who will be happy to oblige.”
     “I sincerely apologize if I’ve offended you.”
     “You didn’t offend me. Dating sites aren’t for the faint of heart. I wish you luck finding a match.”
     “Thank you. I wish you all the best on this site and in your other dating endeavors.”

     Unlucky Bachelor #13 was a self-proclaimed virgin at the age of 30. He was a computer specialist. I know, cliché. But it gets even worse, so keep reading.
     “I would be honored if you would be my Padmé Amidala to my Anakin Skywalker.”
     Heavy sigh. “Sorry, but Anakin becomes Darth Vader. And I don’t feel like fighting any wars against the dark side. I wish you the best and may The Force be with you.”
     “You could be Princess Leia. I could be Han Solo.”
     He did not have a picture posted. So, unfortunately, at this point, I’m imagining he’s probably more like Jabba the Hutt. And I have a strong aversion to chains. And I would not be caught dead with a pair of Cinnabons covering my ears. “I’m sorry, no. I wish you luck in finding a match.”
     “I’ll be anyone you want me to be. Just name it. I have an awesome costume collection.”
     Oh yikes. I’m sure you do. I pity this kid. “I am not interested. However, in the future, when contacting other women, I suggest that you be yourself. Save the characters for later.”
     “OK. Thanks.”
     Call me old-fashioned, but I think you should know the guy’s name and perhaps meet him in person before delving into role playing fantasies and discovering whatever else he is hiding in his closet. This poor guy is going to need the full power of The Force behind him to find a woman.

     Oh ladies! I wish I could post Bachelor #14’s picture. He was a very handsome man. In his profile picture, he was impeccably dressed in a classic black tuxedo. That 28 year-old could have had a spread in GQ, or any other magazine his heart desired. He was absolutely, positively gorgeous and quite the catch for someone. An MBA wasn’t enough for him. He’s currently pursuing a law degree.
     “I would love the opportunity to speak with you.”
     Why couldn’t you be ten years older? “Thank you. But I think I’m too old for you.”
     “Please don’t dismiss me yet. I am looking for a mature woman. I’m not interested in needy, clingy girls. I’m looking for a woman who I can have stimulating…”
     Oh geez. Here we go.
     
“Conversations. I’m looking for a woman who I can have stimulating conversations with. Sorry. My finger slipped and it sent before I was finished.”
     Good recovery.
     
“I like intelligent conversations on a variety of subjects. I’m looking for a sophisticated woman who can hold her own and would make a good impression at black tie events, law firm events, symposiums, etc. You seem to have a wide range of interests, you’re educated and you’re very attractive. I need someone like you by my side.”
     Searching for smart arm candy, are you? Now that’s something that would be great on a resumé — Intelligent Arm Candy, well-versed in a variety of topics.
     
“Thank you. But this sounds more like a job than a romantic relationship. I am not the right woman for you.”
     “I’d like to object. I believe you are.”
     Seriously? You objected? “Sorry, you’re overruled. We are at different stages in our lives. Trust me; I know what I’m talking about. This is not open to debate. I wish you well.”
     “Thank you for your time. Best of luck to you.”

     At this point, I’ll take luck or The Force. Whichever works more quickly…

     Stay tuned for the next chapter in my ongoing saga, “Bait and Switch.”

 

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