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From the Olympic stadium in Ancient Greece to the banks of the Housatonic River … E.S. Kraay writes stories about things that make a difference.

About the Author …

E.S. Kraay

E.S. Kraay and Lyla
2015

A native of the Berkshire Hills in Western Massachusetts, I cherish fond memories of Tanglewood, the Pittsfield Public Library, Herman Melville, Norman Rockwell, Richmond Pond, Pontoosuc Lake, the Hashim Boys, Rudy Benedetti, my Auntie and Babcia in Housatonic and my Aunt Sadie in Westfield, and so many, many other people and places that remain dear to my heart.

As a young boy, I was blessed with a wonderful English teacher, Norman Najimy.  Mr. Najimy had a passion for the written word, and his passion still burns in me and drives me to write books.  He inspired me to read every night.  That was half a century ago, and I haven’t missed a night since.  Before I was a student of Norman Najimy’s, my life’s dream was to be an archaeologist.  After that eighth grade English class, I wanted to write books.

I did not follow my heart.  Diverted by sports, airplanes and the Vietnam War, I entered the United States Air Force Academy,

Tobitgraduated and served as a fighter pilot.  After an eyesight situation forced me into early retirement, I returned to school to become an over-educated fool and earned a second degree — this one in journalism — from Utica College [then of Syracuse University] and spent a few enjoyable years under the mentorship of Dave McGrath at his Boonville Herald newspaper in Upstate New York.

Once again, I failed to listen to my heart, and I left the newspaper business and spent the next three decades in corporate aviation.

Through all the years, the spark that Norman Najimy struck in my heart to write never faded.  I wrote my first novel manuscript, The Messiah  sitting ‘in the crow’s nest’ at Loring AFB in Presque Isle, Maine where my fellow pilots and I successfully averted WWIII pulling 24/7 alert duty in our trusted F-106 Delta Darts.  I still have those hand-written pages hidden in a box somewhere.  Several other unpublished manuscripts joined that one over the years.

OlympianIn 2002, I walked away from corporate America — for the first time — to follow my dream.  I was going to write a book and get it published.  The result was The Olympian: A Tale of Ancient Hellas.  I was extremely fortunate to sign a contract with a very reputable agent in NYC.  Typically or not, two years later, he still had the book but had produced no results.  Enticed back to St. Louis where we had raised our family, I decided to amicably part ways with my agent.  Two years later after conferring with a close friend who has a string of commercially successful historical novels, I decided to move forward on my own.  The result is no less satisfying for within six months of publication, we sold the film rights to The Olympian.

The Hamsa

Inspired by the success of The Olympian: A Tale of Ancient Hellas, I’ve walked away from ‘traditional’ employment and committed myself to writing books.  Since our return to the Sonoran Desert, The Hamsa was published in 2010, followed in 2011 by my third historical novel, Tobit and the Hoodoo Man: A Mystical Tale from the Civil War South.  

In the winter of 2010/2011, Black Mesa Publishing released my football trivia book, West Point Football IQ: The Ultimate Test of True Fandom. The release of the West Point book was coincident with Showtime’s special “A Game of Honor” which chronicles the Army-Navy football rivalry.

In January 2012, I decided to finish a 10-year old manuscript to ‘get it off my desk.’  I originally wrote DWI: Dying While Intoxicated in 2002 to prove to myself that I had the discipline to sit a keyboard hour after hour, day after day and complete a novel.  The document has been hiding in a drawer for 10 years.  Frankly, I thought I could complete the project in a month.  Nearly six months DWIlater, DWI is available.  Though history is my passion, I believe you will find DWI a good read.  
In the spring of 2012, I returned to my next historical novel, set in ancient times and tentatively titled The Exile of Gaspar.  A quite unusual thing occurred in the early morning hours of July 26, 2012.  I woke up in the middle of the night with a story running through my head.  For several weeks, I devoted my mornings to the new idea and my afternoons to the historical novel.  I finally gave in and devoted my complete effort to the story.  It is my shortest manuscript to date, but I completed the first draft in under 30 days.  I felt like Third ManStephen King as I pounded out 2,000 words a day.  The title is as quirky as the story.  Despite some raised eyebrows, we went to print as
The Sixth Day:
A 17,175-Word Novella About Creation and Prizefighting. 
bumpercrop filmsI hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.  By the way, Bumpercrop Films has optioned the film rights.  
Gaspar
As soon as I completed The Sixth Day, I returned to the Gaspar manuscript.  Given the subject and the breadth and depth of the story, it required an extensive amount of research.  At times, I thought is was killing me, but after nearly two years, I saw the light at the end of the tunnel.  Twenty-six months after I stroked the first words, Gaspar, Another Tale of the Christ was released.  At 140,000 words, Gaspar is my longest manuscript to date.  It is a labor of love, and the effort for me was more than worth the satisfaction I gained by sticking to this story until the final words were set.

Kraay

Marie and I have been married for 42 years.  We met in Alaska in 1973.  We have four children:  Nick; Stef [Golan]; Brad and Jesse.  Nick and Terri have given us a grandson, Alix; Stef and Dave have given us two grandsons, Travis and Max; Brad has blessed us with two granddaughters, Xylia and Lyla.  Jesse and Erica strengthen us with two more wonderful grandsons, Jackson and Jerome.  Life is Grand!  Our dogs Cooper, and Caesar passed in the spring of 2016 and are dearly missed.  Hans continues to age, and moves with us to River Falls, Wisconsin in the fall of 2016.

Thanks to all for your continued interest and support.

 

 

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