Daniel the Camp-er, by S. J. Henderson
March 1, 2015
There are a few simple rules Daniel follows.
Rule One: never let an adult see your weakness. Daniel made that mistake and look where he ended up—summer camp.
Rule Two: never make fun of the person who feeds you, unless you like Miss Gunderson’s peppery pancakes and green hamburgers.
Rule Three: stay away from girls who love Glitter Ponies. They have cooties, after all.
And Rule Four: never, ever lose your magic pencil.
But Daniel has broken all of his own rules. Now he’s stuck and starving at Camp Bigfoot with the school bully as his bunkmate and an ooey-gooey girl who won’t leave him alone. If all of that wasn’t bad enough, his prized possession, a pencil that brings his drawings to life, has gone missing and wacky creatures are popping up all over camp.
Can Daniel survive Camp Bigfoot and find his magic pencil before it’s too late?
About the Series:
DANIEL THE CAMP-ER is the second book in the DANIEL THE DRAW-ER series. The first book in the series, DANIEL THE DRAW-ER, is available on Amazon, Barnes & Noble, and as an audiobook on Audible and iTunes.
Although Daniel’s adventures were written for boys and girls between 6 and 12, readers of all ages have found themselves swept up in these silly and imaginative stories. Fans of Captain Underpants and Diary of a Wimpy Kid will appreciate the humor in the DANIEL THE DRAW-ER books, and parents and teachers will appreciate the lack of potty humor and themes of friendship and loyalty. And fun. Can’t forget fun.
A girl with a short red braid sits down in the grass next to me and stares at the picture as I work. She’s wearing a bright pink Glitter Ponies shirt. Glitter Ponies is a girl cartoon, and it’s nowhere near as cool as Bionic Aardvarks of Underworld Z. I can’t believe she can wear that shirt without being embarrassed.
“What’s your name?” She twirls the end of her braid between her fingers.
I stop drawing, not sure who she’s talking to.
“What’s your name?” She repeats.
Wait. Is she talking to me? I glance over my shoulder, but no one else is around.
“What. Is. Your. Name?” she asks again. I try to ignore her, but she’s looking at me and fluttering her eyelashes. Yeah, like that’ll magically make me pay attention to her.
“I asked you a question.” She touches me on the arm and I pull away from her as fast as I can. It’s a proven fact that girls are the number one carrier of cooties, and no one likes cooties. I’ve never seen a real-live cootie up close before, so I don’t know what they look like, but I’m not about to find out at Camp Bigfoot when I’m so far away from Mom and her special cootie shampoo. Besides, if anyone’s gonna have them crawling around on their clothes or hiding in their ears, it’s this girl.
“My mom told me it’s not good to talk to strangers,” I say.
“You’re funny.” She grins, and her mouth lights up like a disco ball. Glitter Pony Girl has braces with pink rubber bands that match her cootie-infested shirt. “Wanna go to the dance with me?”
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About the Author:
S. J. Henderson is the author of the DANIEL THE DRAW-ER series, as well as several not-yet-published Young Adult novels.
S. J. lives in Michigan with her husband and four wild boys. When she is not writing about talking cats and magic pencils, S. J. can usually be found riding one of her family’s horses or drinking a little bit of coffee with her creamer.
My Next Adventure begins, now!
When I set upon my writing journey, I thought about two things: Writing a good story and then marketing it (and myself). Some of you know that when I set my mind to do something, I dive right into the deep end. It's sink or swim for me.
So after I wrote Book 1, I really had no clue about what was next. Thankfully, I had a wonderful cousin who told me about getting into a Writer's Group. I couldn't do just one group, nope. I had to join three of them. Then eventually I created my own group for YA Writers only. I took a six-week long course at The Loft Literary Center in Minneapolis, where I became friends with many who attended. Now we meet monthly to share our work. Eventually I sized down to 2 groups, another one I found online and the Loft Group.
As I contined to write more stories that revolved around Book 1, the second part of my journey started taking shape: Marketing. I created a business Facebook page, Twitter account, Google+, and created a website. Oh and now I guess I'm a blogger, too. Of course, then I set up a business name. That's where Kasian Publishing came from. I ordered business cards, post-it notes, mailing labels, pens and anything else I thought I would need to be a legit business.
Of course all the while, I submitted my query (a letter to agents and publishers asking them to read my story and take me on as a client). Evenutally I was offered a contract, then two days later, another contract came in. I signed with Distinguished Press. But for many reasons 5 months later we have parted ways. I knew that self publishing was always an option for me.
Of course being really super organized at my day job helped, so I carried that philosophy into my writing career, too. An 7-Tab .XLS was born: My Marketing Plan.
I started researching people to reveiw my book, host me as an author on their blog, potential places to submit my book for advertisement in major writing magazines, and so on. I won't bore you with all the details of that.
So what does all this background story have to do with my next adventure? Well, I was approached by an editor who also recently left a publishing company. She started her own publishing company (Fantasy Works Publishing) and she offered me a job as her Chief Marketing Officer!!! I never thought of myself in a role like this. I mean, I knew I was going to have to market the crap out of myself and my book because no one else was going to do it for me. For two days I thought about it, talked it over with my hubby ... chatted more about the finer details of the company, the owner's vision, and the position itself.
I'm thrilled to announce that I have accepted the CMO postion with Fantasy Works Publishing!!! Of course I still have my day job, too, and I still write. But I think this is going to be the start of something great!
So why Fantasy Works Publishing? We are a full service publisher who specializes in Fantasy stories either written for a series or a stand alone book. I think it's this niche that will make our publishing company stand out in the crowd. And I know I'm a hard worker and want to see everything I'm involved in succeed. So going forward, yes, I'll be very busy, but in the end I know that I'm apart of something great!!!
My Publishing Adventure Continues ...
Last week was very busy for me. I bought my ISBN, assigned one to the soft cover and one to the eBook, then uploaded the information onto Goodreads. I am now really considered to be an author. I never thought of myself as not an author, though. I write and therefore I am.
So what is Goodreads? Goodreads is the world’s largest site for readers and book recommendations. Their mission is to help people find and share books they love. So if you have a Goodreads account, you can find my Book 1 and Novella. As I get other books, they will be found here, too. The "Buy" links aren't working yet. But I'm working on them.
The Guardian, a Sword, & Stilettos (Book 1 of The Enlighten Series) can be found here: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/25168166-the-guardian-a-sword-stilettos.
The Masquerade, an Altar, & a Fairy (An Enlighten Series Novella) can be found here: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/25178508-the-masquerade-an-altar-a-fairy.
Today, Distinguished Press and I have parted ways. While I hold Distinguished no ill will, I felt that this was the best move for the both of us.
So what's going to happen with The Enlighten Series? I'm going to self publish them, starting with The Guardian, a Sword, & Stilettos. I'm planning to still make the May 20 release date. As of you may know, last year I created a publishing company under Kasian (pronounced K-asian) Publishing. I will be releasing under that name.
Think I can do it? I'm going to try my hardest. I have a lot to learn about formatting, but I think I've got the right people to help me. I've got some other things in the works and I'll be posting as I get them done.
I want to thank all the people who I've met at Distinguished Press, some of them I'm sure I'll run into again. Some will be life long friends, and maybe a few will be more than that! You never know when a door closes and another opens.
Here's to more happy endeavors for me and my writing career!!!
I invite you to join me in Cimmerian, the frigid vampire realm--the home to the huntsmen of God. They have been tasked with slaughtering the humans who've released the plagued doppelgängers of mankind from their hellish prison, and it is an eternally uphill battle. Hope comes in the form of young Lana Corvin, a psychic lingering on the cusp of death with a blood disease, and wasting her precious days as the main squeeze of a notorious drug dealer. When she becomes the target of Cerberus, a kingpin drug lord, Fate will teach her that life--no matter how much or how little of it you possess--gives no second chances. That is, unless the rogue Vlad Dracula, hellbent on usurping the throne to claim Cimmerian for himself, doesn't teach it to her first.
“You should leave now.” The words caught her off-guard and she glanced at him with eyebrows raised. “Let me rephrase that. You need to leave here now, before you get hurt.”
“What the hell are you talking about?”
“I believe, my dear, he’s talking about me.”
Lana turned to look over her shoulder, but Gavin grabbed her by the arm and pulled her behind him as Cerberus moved forward on stealthy feet. His steps hardly made a sound as he crossed the gravel of the railway yard toward them with his hired muscle trailing behind him. Béla, Donatien, and Mónica immediately stood straight and tensed, their eyes focused on him. It took Russ, Johnson, and Blair a little longer to realize their party wasn’t so exclusive anymore. They turned, and when their eyes fell upon Cerberus and the men flanking him, there was no mistaking the flicker of fear in their eyes. The way they took a cautious step away was all the confirmation Lana needed to know Mikey was gone.
“This is a private meeting,” Gavin said. His arms hung at his sides casually, but everything about his stance was ready to move as he stared at Cerberus and his henchmen. There were ten of them, not including the dogs bristling at the ends of their chain leashes. Dear God, what kind of dogs are those? They were massive, standing only a few inches shy of her mediocre five feet, and covered with bushy fur. Maybe they were bears, not dogs at all. Lana glanced warily from Cerberus to Mónica, Donatien, and Béla. Mónica had locked up the artillery, and Lana noticed the appearance of a holster holding a gun at her hip. Donatien and Béla were now on each side of her and Gavin, and she got the uneasy sensation they were for her, not Gavin. Meanwhile Blair, Russ, and Johnson were all starting to reach for the heat they were packing.
“I was giving you the benefit of the doubt my invitation was just misplaced.” Cerberus’ beady eyes moved over to Lana’s friends. “It looks like I was mistaken.”
Gavin’s tone never wavered as Cerberus strutted forward. Lana shied away behind Gavin, biting down on her lip--Cerberus didn’t miss the motion. Immediately his eyes flashed to her. He was a lone wolf who scented blood.
“I know you. You’re Vic’s piece of ass.” His eyes had a cruel glimmer. “If you’re here, he won’t be. That’s rather disappointing.”
It was a slap to her already wavering confidence and Lana physically winced at the comment. All it took was that momentary distraction. She didn’t see him pull the gun out; she only heard the safety clicking off.
“Now, this is going to be nice and easy from here on out. You three” --he waved the muzzle in Blair’s direction-- “will load all of that into my car. I will pay you for the merchandise.” Cerberus was mindful enough not to point the gun at Gavin. “And you . . .” He eyed her with hunger. “You can get in my car, dear.”
“I’d rather shit in my hands and clap,” she said.
About the Author:
Armada West is an American author and model from upstate New York. Her first notable recognition was for her comedic play, "The Loo Cue", which won a playwright competition and starred actress Fiona Hutchinson. An avid gamer, West wrote articles and tech reviews for TheGamersHub.net
Her foray into publication began at Crushing Hearts Black Butterfly in 2012 with the release of her romance novella Undefeated and her first full length novel, Bottom Feeders. A short story, Underneath (The Christmas Tree), was included in the first Hot Ink holiday anthology Milf and Cookies.
West co-authored a romantic sci-fi short story, Space in the Fall, with fellow author and friend, Jadeleath. The piece premiered in the Persephone's Song anthology from Keith Publications.
In 2014 West was contracted by Distinguished Press for her series Wintertide, a re-vamping of Bottom Feeders. The King's Mortal will be available March 6, 2015. When the Gloves Come Off, a full length novel adaptation of West's Undefeated, was picked up by Roane Publishing in 2014. A release date is still pending.
As a model, Armada West has been featured in Riot Vixen magazine (February 2014) and on Inked Girls. She also worked with game developer, Jaime Fraine, for his 2014 "Tree Translator" Kickstarter campaign and was featured in two of his promotional videos.
Tomorrow, I'll be attending an author panel in front of young writers at the middle school in Altoona, WI. These are the lovely authors who will be joining me.
Mike grew up in a forest near Lake Michigan where he spent his summers chasing wizards and battling evil ogres. He'll often share stories from his past, and some of them are even true.
After time dragged him from childhood, Mike moved into freelance editing, helping other authors improve dozens of stories. During the daylight hours, he writes software to help with genetics research. He leads the Rochester MN Writing group and often speaks on topics from writing and editing to engineering and robotics.
Luckily, Mike now has two sons, so he has plenty of excuses to set down the pen and play. He lives in Minnesota where he, his family, and a band of pirates can still be found battling ogres, dust bunnies, and even the occasional dragon.
KRISTIN VAN RISSEGHEM
I grew up in Hastings, Minnesota with my parents and older sister. After receiving a Bachelor of Science degree in Paralegal and Corrections (double major) from Winona State University; I worked as a Paralegal for various law firms around the Twin Cities for 14 years. I left the legal field to become a Senior Buyer for a technology company.
Currently, I live in Eagan with my husband and 2 Calico cats. I love attending book clubs, going shopping, and hanging out with friends. Purses and shoes are my weaknesses and I probably have way too many of both.
Being an avid reader of YA and Women's Literature stories, I still find the time to read a ton of books in between writing. My first book, The Guardian, a Sword & Stilettos, will be published in May 2015 by Distinguished Press
I live in Kasson, Minnesota, with my wonderful wife, Beth, a 4-year old daredevil named Charlie, 1-year-old twin boys named Henry and Jack, a 12-year old attack cat named Gracie and a 9-year old dog named Ernie, who is the twins’ favorite toy.
I am a graduate of the MFA creative writing program at Hamline University as well as an award-winning reporter at the Rochester Post-Bulletin. As a reporter, I have written more than 1,000 stories about the lives of teenagers. While at Hamline, I wrote two books. Writing my first book was a learning experience. I made many, many mistakes, but luckily I learned from them and my second book BIGGIE will be released by Albert Whitman Teen in March 2015!
I love watching sports, movies, HBO television shows and playing basketball. I also love to sing, but promised my family to only pretend to be a rock star when no one is looking.
ANN M. NOSER, DVM
Growing up an only child, I learned to entertain myself. During summer vacations, my greatest form of exercise consisted of turning the pages of a book. Now I’m all grown up, and full of stories half-written in my head. I have to write them down so I can find out what happens next.
Published How to Date Dead Guys with Curiosity Quills last summer, and have two more books on the way.
Originally from Eau Claire, I now reside in Rochester, MN. Another fun fact: one of your teachers, Mrs. Colleen Chmelik, is my lifelong friend. And, yes, she was always this awesome.