Kiss of the Jewel Bird

Posted by Dale Cramer on March 20, 2015 | 14 Comments

Hey, y’all, I need your help. At long last, my new novel is here.  Hot off the presses, Kiss of the Jewel Bird is now available at Amazon and at bookstores near you.  What’s it about? Well, I’ve been working on this book for seventeen years and I still don’t know how to describe it. I want to say things like “Foxworthy meets Kafka,” except those two ideas are so far apart most readers can’t imagine it.

But imagine this. A hapless, down-on-his-luck good old boy from the hills of north Georgia wants to be a writer. He’s a born storyteller in the finest backwoods Southern tradition, but he’s lacking in the tools of the trade and his writing is not up to professional literary standards. Meet Richard Frye. His friends call him Dickie.

Now imagine Dickie saving a white leghorn chicken from certain death and, after bringing the chicken home to the garage where he lives, discovering that this is no ordinary chicken.

Fast forward a few years. Nobel Prize-winning novelist Fletcher Carlyle slaughters a chicken on the...

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Memorial Day

Posted by Dale Cramer on May 30, 2013 | 19 Comments

It was a weekend road trip, just three friends on a four-day junket to Washington DC to shoot pictures of old soldiers visiting the various memorials on the National Mall. My old friend Larry McDonald is the photographer in the bunch; I usually just haul the extra equipment so he can be free to shoot.

They come by the thousands, most of them gray-haired, some in wheelchairs, some on prosthetic legs, walking a bit like Robert Duvall, most of them accompanied by younger family or other veterans. Almost without exception they slow to a stop when they draw near to whichever memorial conjures their own past. They get quiet, solemn, deliberate. Reverent. You don’t have to talk to very many veterans to know that what affects them is not the memory of horror and misery and fear, nor the genuine love of God and country. It’s not even personal cost; these men wear their scars like medals. What haunts them is the name of a buddy on the Vietnam Wall, a face embedded ghostlike in the ebony of the...

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Author Buzz Winners

Posted by Dale Cramer on January 16, 2013 | 1 Comment

Author Buzz recently hosted a giveaway of five copies of my latest book, Though Mountains Fall.  It’s the last book in the Daughters of Caleb Bender trilogy, the story of a colony of Amish who migrated to the mountains of Mexico in the 1920s.  The book is now available in bookstores and online at CBD and Amazon, and is also available as an e-book download.  All the contest entries are in.  A big thanks to all who entered— I wish I could afford to give every one of you a copy.  The five winners are:

David Cofer of Irving, Texas

Doris Suggs of Lexington, NC

Mary Robinson of Robbinsville, New Jersey

Rachiel Soliz of Corpus Christi, TX

Avil Beckford of Toronto, Canada

Congratulations to all and I hope you enjoy it!  The booksare already in the mail and should arrive in a few days.

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Though Mountains Fall

Posted by Dale Cramer on November 27, 2012 | 33 Comments

For those of you eagerly awaiting the last installment of The Daughters of Caleb Bender trilogy, the time has finally come.  Though Mountains Fall, the end of the story about the Amish colony in Mexico in the 1920s, is about to be released.  We’re kicking it off in Ohio Amish country with a week-long tour, starting Saturday, December 1st at the Gospel Bookstore in Berlin.  I can’t wait to get back up there and see everybody— my aunts Bill-Mary and Enos-Mary, Jake-Susie, Uncle Eli and Aunt Katie, and about a million Amish cousins.   Most mornings I have breakfast at Boyd & Wurthman’s with Eli Hostetler (aka “Small”, who runs the bookstore in Berlin), and John Schmid, a local singer-songwriter who, to my knowledge, is the only man ever to write songs in Deitsh.  Having grown up around my family and worked with them most of his life, John knows more about my kinfolks than I do.  Good people all, and I look forward to seeing them again.

I’m really quite proud of how the series turned out, this being...

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Posted by Dale Cramer on June 2, 2012 | 30 Comments

When I was young I never had the slightest intention of being an obedient child.  The only thing my father and I had in common was that we were both prodigal sons.  I could never live up to his expectations, and it seemed the only thing we knew how to do was make each other angry.  I packed up that anger and took it with me when I left home, carried it for years like a backpack full of rocks. I can say these things now because I know that an awful lot of men out there can relate, and because, in my case, it’s not the end of the story.  My father and I eventually became friends.  I grew to love the man, and I know that he loved me.  In time, he even came to be proud of me, and he let me know it.  The change in our relationship was something only God could have accomplished.  I know this was true in my father’s case because I could see God’s fingerprints on his life.

Mine was...

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