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About the Book

Title: Grandpa Bernie’s Bedtime Stories

Author: Bernard Ditchik

Genre: Children’s Books

These delightful tales are sure to help your little ones settle down and drift contentedly off to sleep.  Written by a grandfather for his own kids and grandchildren, these twenty entertaining stories feature lots of talking animals, including a kangaroo who teaches a pony how to jump, a little bear who wants to play baseball, a coyote who learns to fly, a magic balloon that takes a little girl all the way to Japan and back, and some resourceful ants who build a swimming pool so they can play as well as work.  It’s full of positive images and plots that inspire creative solutions to various challenges.  A lovely read-aloud adventure the whole family will enjoy!

Author Bio

I didn’t begin my career as an author by writing stories. First, I was a storyteller. Let me explain. Many years ago, when our children were very young, I would sit on their beds at bedtime and tell them a story. Instead of reading a story written by someone else, I preferred to make up my own story right on the spot. They were stories about animals who learned to fly, children who talked to birds, alligators who were friends with elephants, and even one about a horse that learned to jump like a kangaroo. Our children loved them. So I made up lot of stories. Then there was a long period of time when there was no one who wanted to listen to my stories because they had all grown up!

But then, something wonderful happened. We had our first grandchild—and I became Grandpa Bernie. One day, one of my daughters said, “Dad, you have so many stories. I think other children would like to hear them.” That’s when I became an author.

At the age of 93, I am still playing tennis (doubles only) five times a week in a 60+ league. I have been married 64 years to my wonderful wife, Faigie, had three children, and five grandchildren. I continue to sit in my favorite chair, with a large pad on my lap, and a pen in my hand, lean back, and let my imagination soar.

Links

http://redskypresents.com/grandpa-bernies-bedtime-stories/

Book Excerpts


From “The Coyote Who Learned To Fly

“Can you sing, Tommy?” asked Lulu.

“Oh, no. I can hum a little, but I can’t sing. I can run very fast, though. Watch this!” And he ran up the side of a small hill and back.

            “That was a great run, Tommy,” cried Lulu. “I can’t run very fast but watch this!”

Away she flew—high up into the sky. She flew in great big circles and then landed right next to the little coyote.

“That was wonderful!” exclaimed Tommy. “I’d love to be able to do that. Do you think I can learn to fly?”

“Well,” said Lulu, “you need wings to fly.”

“I don’t have any,” the coyote said.

“No, you don’t,” Lulu replied. “But maybe we can make you a pair. Come home with me and we’ll see what we can do.”

After a lot of hard work, they made a pair of wings to fit Tommy. Lulu fastened them on the excited coyote. He stood on his hind legs and tried to flap his wings, but he was barely able to move them.

“I didn’t know how much strength it takes to fly,” said Tommy. He took his wings off, sat down and started to think. Suddenly he smiled and said, “Lulu, I have an idea. Come with me.”

From “Jodie’s Magic Balloon”

There was a stand with beautiful balloons of all colors and shapes. They were on long strings and floated high in the air.

Jodie grabbed her father’s hand and pulled him right to the stand. When the man selling the balloons saw her, he winked and said, “I have a special magic balloon just for you, Jodie.”

“How do you know my name?” she asked, surprised.

“I’m a magician,” he said. “And when I made this balloon, I saw it had instructions stating that it was only to be given to a little girl named Jodie.”

“But how did you know that was me?”

“Oh,” the magician said with a smile. “That was easy. The instructions also said I would recognize her because she has the tiniest nose you ever saw and the sweetest smile. As soon as I saw you, I know you were that person.”

The man gave Jodie a very large and beautiful balloon. It had every color of the rainbow and sparkled like gold in the sunlight.

“Oh,” said Jodie. “It”s beautiful. But why is this a magic balloon?”

The magician smiled again. “When you crawl inside this wonderful balloon, it will obey everything you ask it to do. Would you like to try it?”

“Oh, yes!” Jodie cried excitedly, and she crawled inside the balloon. “It’s very comfortable in here. Now what do I do?”

“Just tell the balloon to go anywhere you like,” answered the magician with another smile.

“Please take me high into the sky, even higher than the clouds” instructed Jodie.

From “Batter Up, Norman”

            “Here, I’ll show you what to do. First stand up on your hind legs,” instructed Matthew.

            Norman stood on his hind legs.

            Then Matthew put the bat into the bear’s front paws. “Now when the ball is thrown towards you, swing the bat and try to hit the ball. Remember to keep your eyes on the ball, Norman. After you hit it, run to first base as fast as you can,” said Matthew, pointing to first base. “Okay, let us know when you’re ready!”

            Norman walked up to home plate. The little bear took a few practice swings and then yelled, “Okay, I’m ready!”

            The pitcher threw the first pitch. It was a good one, but the little bear was so frightened to see the ball flying right at him that he squeezed his eyes shut.

            He swung the bat around wildly—and missed!

            “Try again!” yelled Matthew. “And don’t close your eyes!”

            The second pitch was a really good one, right over the plate. Norman kept his eyes open, but he looked right away as he swung his bat and the ball landed behind him.

            “I missed again,” he said sadly.

            “Just keep your eyes on the ball when you swing,” shouted Matthew.

            This time, when the pitcher threw the ball, Norman kept his eyes wide open and glued on the ball. He gave a mighty swing.

 

About the Book

Title: The Title of Temperance

Author: Ichabod Temperance

Genre: Steampunk / Paranormal

Ohhh, my noggin. What has happened? I took a whallop upside the head and woke up in a place far from my time and home. Instead of it being the modern era of 1877 like it ought to be, I am in the distant past of England’s Dark Ages! There are mighty warriors in gleaming armour, and beautiful ladies wearing colourful gowns with taffeta secured dunce caps.

This is the castle Camelot! I am in the company of King Arthur and his majestic Knights!

Golly, can you imagine? Me, Ichabod Temperance, an Alabama tinker in King Arthur’s Camelot!

Oh, Goodness, it ain’t took too long before I already have trouble up to my hat’s brim what with Mr. Merlin, Miss Morgana, and a big mean knight in black armour getting bristly with me. Gee whiz, if I ain’t careful, I might end up wrecking there ever having been a Western Civilization!

 

Author Bio

Standing over five feet, seven inches and weighing in at better than one hundred and thirty pounds, Ichabod Temperance is ‘The Alfalfa Male.’ After lengthy music, karate, and pro-wrestling careers, Ichabod’s involvement with movie stuntwork has led him to write these whimsical, steam-driven adventures. Mr. Temperance and his lovely muse, Miss Persephone Plumtartt, live in Irondale, Alabama, USA, along with their furry pack family.

 

 

 

 

Links

Amazon US:
https://www.amazon.com/Ichabod-Temperance/e/B00J71862M/ref=dp_byline_cont_ebooks_1
Amazon UK:
https://www.amazon.co.uk/Ichabod-Temperance/e/B00J71862M/ref=sr_ntt_srch_lnk_1?qid=1486419808&sr=8-1
Amazon AU
https://www.amazon.com.au/s/ref=nb_sb_noss?url=search-alias%3Daps&field-keywords=Ichabod+Temperance
Ichabod Temperance website:
http://ichabodtemperance.com/wp/
Ichabod on twitter:
https://twitter.com/IckyTemperance

 

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EXCERPT

“Oh, gosh, uh, prithee, how may I serve thee my Queen, Ma’am?”

“Oh Ichabod, you are naughtte like the other members of court. Oh, how they gossip! Like great grist mills they churn out their slander! Courtesans’ tongues wag to fan each other in the summer heat methinks! It makes me so angry! I have never laid a finger on his luscious body! Naughtte once have I dived into that big pool of studly glory that is the buff-boy of my dreams, Sir Launcelot! Who could blame a girl for wanting a piece of that stallion! I am a Queen but I am a woman too! I have needs! I have desires! Don’t get me wrong! I love my King and I love my country! Arthur is a good man and a good husband. The sex is great! It’s naughtte that, it’s that even in the act of physical love, some part of him is off being a King. When the moment comes for the King to espouse, it is England in his heart and mind. With Launcelot it’s different. Launcelot wants me as no man has ever desired a woman! Launcelot undresses me with his eyes. I am naked under his penetrative vision. I feel his burning gaze and it in turn sets my own passion ablaze. Oh, how I long for him! The curl of hair about his fair face. Oh, how I could lick whipped cream from his tanned, shaven, muscular chest. I telleth thee true, Sir Ichabod, I could ride that horse all night long! Kuh-boingy-boingy-boingy…”

“Queen Guenevere!”

“Hunh? Merry, perhaps I am getting carried away. Now, you must promise me, naughtte a word to the King! Do you promise?”

“Yes, Ma’am.”

“Nor to Launcelot!”

“No, Ma’am.”

“Good. Methinks I shall go have a massage.”

“Good idea, Ma’am.”

“Gee, that was strange. I better get out of here before I run into…King Arthur! Hi sir, um, what are you doing back here?”

“I was looking for the Queen, you haven’t seen her come through here have you?”

 

Dear Reader:

First, I’d like to say a big ‘thank you’ to Debra for allowing me to peddle my wares on her blog. We snake oil salesmen – sorry, I mean ‘Indie writers’ – need all the help we can get to push our scribblings out in front of the Great World Public.

I suppose I should tell you a little about myself, but let’s keep this between ourselves, OK? There are things here that I don’t want my wife to know about and divorces are damned expensive. I’m originally from the Frozen North East of England (think the Ice Wall in ‘Game of Thrones’), but I eventually made my way to London in search of cheap women and indoor toilets. Well, I found the indoor toilets.

I’ve spent most of my working life in the power industry, and have lived in a number of countries including South Africa, Malaysia, the United Arab Emirates, and am currently based on the island of Koh Samui in Thailand. I’ve done business on every continent except Antarctica. I assure you, this is much less glamorous than it sounds.

My first novel, ‘Everyone Burns’, was published in 2012. It is a mystery tale set in Thailand, and is the first book in the ‘Time, Blood and Karma’ series. ‘Hungry Ghosts’ followed in 2013, and the most recent book in the series – ‘A Poison Tree’ – hit the bookshelves recently.

Blurb and contact links are set out below for those of you who have nothing better to do with your time. As for me, it’s time for a cold Chang beer. Being a writer is such a hard life. No it isn’t. Don’t believe a word those whining keyboard monkeys tell you.

By the way, in case you were wondering (which you probably weren’t), ‘galericulate’ means ‘hidden under a hat’.

Cheers!

John

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A POISON TREE

“You kill my wife and I’ll kill yours.” You must admit, as a proposition, it has an alluring symmetry to it.  It is 1999, and as the Millennium approaches, old certainties wither. For family man, David Braddock, his hitherto predictable world is undergoing a slow collapse. The people closest to him seem suddenly different. As desires and aspirations tangle around each other like parasite stems, betrayal is in the air.  And so is murder.  Fans of Braddock will finally learn the sequence of events that drove him into exile in Asia, while for new readers, ‘A Poison Tree’ is the perfect introduction to the ‘Time, Blood and Karma’ series.

Links (note all of John’s books are available on Amazon sites worldwide. Links are Amazon US):

JIM FOSSE’S EXPENSE CLAIM (a free short story to introduce you to John’s writing) http://www.amazon.com/Fosses-Expense-Claim-John-Dolan-ebook/dp/B0093NPM0I/ref=pd_sim_sbs_b_3?ie=UTF8&refRID=10BG3C54DH6S6T1FAM40

A POISON TREE (latest book) http://www.amazon.com/Poison-Tree-Time-Blood-Karma-ebook/dp/B00K0CRX8A/ref=la_B008IIERF0_1_3_title_0_main?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1399959315&sr=1-3

EVERYONE BURNS (first in the series) http://www.amazon.com/Everyone-Burns-Time-Blood-Karma-ebook/dp/B008I6GXM2/ref=la_B008IIERF0_1_1_title_0_main?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1399959420&sr=1-1

Pictures of John naked with Thai women: http://www.amazon.com/John-Dolan/e/B008IIERF0/ref=ntt_athr_dp_pel_pop_1JD1_DSC_0475_JohnDolan headshot

~~~~~~~~John Dolan

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