All posts by David Kummer

I live in a small, river-town on the Ohio River in southern Indiana. Along with taking care of younger siblings (I have eight total), I make time for writing in between school and sports. I've been writing since I was young, with As Trees Turned Away being my first published work and She being my first published novel. Along with writing, I am an avid reader and watcher of all things horror, and enjoy writing reviews on them for others who might want to know my opinion on them. When I'm not writing, I enjoy talking with my hilarious friends and amazing girlfriend, spending time with my loving family, watching movies, and working out to burn all of the calories I get from binge-eating Hawaiian Rolls. Those things are just irresistible, am I right? I'd rather get paid those for royalties than money. Slogan: Turn the page. Trace the plot. Tempt the panic.

She Watches: Pre-order Now!

I’m super excited to announce that the highly-anticipated sequel to She: A Horror Novel is finally out!


Here’s a brief description for you, and some promotional advertisements 🙂 It’s gonna be good, so get your copy as soon as possible!

“She still watches.

The nights grew longer and the streets became empty. There was nothing left in the city. What she had taken, none could restore. The terrible woman of the dark, who lived in the forest, who lived to destroy. She is a mystery; She was always mystery. And now She is back.

When Daniel Smith is lured home 20 years later, he has a family of his own and kids to care for. It’s been a long time away from Hardy, from the town where so much happened. There are demons waiting beneath every sidewalk and home -demons only he knows about.

Friends. Nightmares. Fears. Death. It all rises up from the murky past of the city.

Some things are meant to never come back.”

My Books Are Not For You To Drink

 If you read nothing else from this article, skip down to the last paragraph before “I Need You. We Need You.” Read from there on. That’s all I ask.

At one time or another, every one of us has been inside a bookstore. To some of us, it was Heaven. To others, it was a shortcut to a bathroom. Maybe it was at a huge mall, three floors brimming with hardcovers. Or a local side street, where we could barely find one hardcover. Whatever the case, whatever the outcome, all of us have been inside a bookstore, and we have experienced books.

Even that simple experience is being threatened.

There’s a problem, and it’s not social media. It’s not a lack of time, or a lack of money. It’s a lack of books. And if you think that sounds ridiculous, you can click away from the article now. But you’ll regret it. When you realize buying books can save you money, make you enjoy life more, cause your brain to develop further, and doesn’t compare to anything you’ve experienced before… you won’t look back.

Facts For Authors (and curious readers)

I’m not talking about the self-published book revolution. That’s the whole deal with Kindles, where now everybody -and anybody- can publish books. Some see that as a terrible idea, stating that it “murks up the waters” or “overcrowds shelves.” Others see it as a glorious invention, a real Renaissance for literature. I’m somewhere in the middle, but that’s an article for a different time.

I’m also not talking about Big 6 publishers, and their slew of instant best sellers that assault us every week. If you’ve seen a book in a bookstore, with the cover facing outwards towards you, 99.99 percent of the time that’s a “Big 6” published book. This, also, is a controversial topic. Some people see those publishers as the last real ones, the last real authors working there. Others -usually the ones that approve of Kindles- avoid those books, in favor of small, indie books. I’m, again, somewhere in the middle. Many people are.

What I’m discussing today is the blatant decline of books. No, not the number of books. Not the number of quality books. I believe that both of those numbers are fine. We have plenty of books, and plenty of quality books. Maybe too much.

When I say that books are declining, I mean that the writers of those books are declining. I’ve seen this in many different forms, and so have you… if you’ve been paying attention. Even if you’re not an author, think with me for a second. How many 99 cents e-books have you seen lately? Tons. How many authors seem like they’re fighting for scraps, struggling for each individual sale? They are. There’s lots of them. You’ll see this on Facebook (constant advertisements, anyone?), on message boards (again, constant ads), and really anywhere you go. Both real life and internet, there are those who bomb you all the time saying “BUY MY BOOK!” “READ THIS!” and ultimately “TAKE A CHANCE ON ME!”

Because nobody else will.

Here’s the thing. “Big” publishers only account for around 20% of the bestselling books, and around 30% of sales. So small authors can no longer say “they’re taking all our sales.” They aren’t. But somebody is.

I think the “fighting for scraps from the Big 6’s table” is wrong, now. Statistics seem to say that they aren’t taking as much of the sales. Why does it seem like that? Because those 30% of sales are going to a small number of books. So basically, think about balloons. The Big 6 only has a few balloons, but they’re gigantic, out of this world, making millions of dollars easily. Those balloons take 30% of the sales. So the rest of the 70% falls to indie authors, small published authors, and similar stories.

If we’re all fighting for scraps, then we aren’t doing a very good job. There are a handful of indie authors who dominate the marketplace, so that’s there’s almost like 3 levels of writers nowadays.

  1. Big 6 writers
  2. Succesful indie writers
  3. Everybody else

I don’t have true statstics for these three levels, but if I had to guess how the pie is split it’s probably around 30%, 20%, and 50%. The problem? Those first two levels, the 30 and 20, are split between a few hundred writers. That last level, 50, is split between a few hundred-thousand.

How You Can Help

You have to stand out from the crowd, obviously, if you want to make money. That’s simple. But you also have to stress something to your readers. This is one of the scariest things to say to people, because you think, “What if they don’t like me after this? What if I come off as rude, or greedy?”

Listen, readers, writers, buyers, sellers, everybody. Books are worth more than 99 cents. 99 cents is less than a McDonalds drink. If you’re telling me that any book -even a crappy book- is worth less than a few dozen ounces of a soda… I won’t believe you. I can’t believe you. Because devaluing books is hurting everybody. It’s hurting creative people, and not only writers. Think about musicians, artists, entrepreneurs, and everybody else who is creative and takes a risk to follow their dream career.

We’re telling them, “What you are producing… is worth nothing. What you put hours of work into… is worth nothing. What you dreamed about and spent countless energy on and thought about constantly and worked hard to complete… is worth nothing.”

If you wonder why you see so many people throwing advertisement bombs at you 24/7 and overwhelming you with talk about their products, it’s because they feel like they have to. I mean, heck, my books are at 99 cents right now just so I can pay for gas by selling some. Right now, I make 35 cents a pop. I could up my price to 2.99 and make over 2 bucks a sale, but you know what? Those sales would dry up faster than anything.

I posted an article on here one time announcing I was increasing my sales price from 99 cents to 2.99. My sales… went away within a day. I went from selling 2, 3, 4 books a day to none. And guess what? I didn’t even raise the prices. I forgot to! But it was too late. The sales were gone.

That story isn’t so you feel bad for me, because honestly I’m in a better place than the majority of writers. I’m young, experimenting, enjoying what I do, and I still get to make about 20 or 30 bucks a month from it. I mean, hey! Not everybody likes scary books, so I can’t blame you all for not buying them. I can ask you something, though. When I set out to write this article, it was so people would come look at my blog and maybe I’d sell a book. I’ll be honest. But in the 60 minutes it took me to type this, I changed my mind. I don’t want you to go buy my book. I want you to go buy and read anybody else’s book.

I Need You. We Need You

But there are tons of books out there. Maybe… maybe instead of buying that new release movie for 15 bucks you could buy one book. Read one book. Review one book. Enjoy one book. What if you did that every month? Would you learn to love reading?

It would save you money, I guarantee. That time you spent reading would be time you didn’t buy something else on Amazon, you didn’t scroll pointlessly through Facebook, you didn’t get into another comment-battle over Donald Trump. And all of that not doing, as well as 4 hours of enjoyment (depending on how fast you read), would cost… less than a Dairy Queen blizzard. You can find indie books for .99, 1.99, 2.99. Most of them stop at that. Some go up to 3.99 or 4.99. And yeah, you might not think that sounds great. You might think you don’t have time.

You have time. You have the money. And reading books isn’t just for school students, for teachers, for nerds. It may not be the cool thing to do. You may not get 20 likes for doing it. But you will not regret it.

I need you. We need you. To read a book. To read any book.

Try one of these authors today. Please.


Do you like thrillers, car chases, mysteries, suspense, plot twists, surprises? Check out Jordon Greene. Or Theresa Jacobs.

Do you like kids books, poetry, pictures, and a way to spend time with your little ones? Check out Theresa Jacobs. Or Sojourner McConnell

Do you like fantasy, adventures, sequels, and new lands full of strange creatures? Check out Jessica Hernandez.

Do you like paranormal romance, high drama, and your fair share of magic mystery? Check out Tima Maria Lacomba. Or Rose Montague.

Do you like mysterious places, frightening alleyways, and horrid monsters? Check out Jack Lewis.  Or Jordon Greene.

If none of these genres appeals to you, don’t worry! There are millions of books on Amazon, and they have a great search method to help you find what you want. Once you find one book you enjoy, it becomes easier to find others. Try the first book, read it, immerse yourself in it, and I promise. You won’t look back.



Are you a nerd who wants to see book stats? Here you go. Either article.

February 2016 Author Earnings Report: Amazon’s Ebook, Print, and Audio Sales

Call-In Show with Yvonne Mason (audio included)

I recently had the pleasure of being on Off The Chain with Yvonne Mason, which is an hour-long talk show that she hosts. It was a great time, and our discussions went all over the place. One moment, we were talking about books, and the next we discussed human fingers. You never know what’s gonna happen on these shows!

Listen to the audio for the full show, or skim through certain parts and find what interests you. A lot of the talk was background information about me that you probably haven’t heard before, and lots of information about my books, behind-the-scenes.

Enjoy! And check out her site here.

Summer Announcements

A few announcements to run by here. Summer’s about halfway over, I guess you could say, and already Cold, Gray Eyes released on June 1. I have one more release, one major book announcement, and of course some fun giveaways popping up here and there 😉

First of all, Cruel, Gray Eyes comes out on July 1 and is available for pre-order if you go click on the book title. If you haven’t done that, I highly recommend pre-ordering because it gets you the book instantly when it’s published, you won’t forget about it, and it lets me know how much interest there is.

Secondly, I’ve decided that I’ll be releasing both Mr. Telo books (the Eyes ones) as well as a third one, all bundled together in one paperback format. When is this gonna happen? Not for a while, sadly, but keep that in mind for all of you non-Kindle readers.**

Number after two, I’m gonna have tons more giveaways, most of them in July! I’ve compiled a short list of the giveaways below (three of them) which you can copy, screenshot, or add to your calendar so you don’t forget. (These will also be on Facebook later).

As Trees Turned Away (Discounted)— June 25-28

Cold Gray Eyes (Free)— July 1

She: A Horror Novel (Free)— July 8

Lastly, I hope to have a new book trailer made by a good friend of mine who puts together absolutely amazing work. The book: She Watches. The trailer date: sometime in August. The excitement level: very high.

So that’s all! Stay tuned, ladies and gentlemen and kangaroos, because I have tons more stuff coming down the pipe, and a very game-changing prospect that I’ve been thinking on for a while. More on that in coming weeks 😉 Stay goofy


** If you want to know how to read Kindle books without using a Kindle, check out this helpful article I wrote.

How To Read Kindle Books On Computer

Are you one of those people who doesn’t use Kindles, Kindle apps, or anything Amazon? But you still want to read that cool new book that’s only on Kindle? Don’t worry! My article will save you


I find myself running into this problem more and more, so without further ado, here is how to do the tricky things I have described above in the most confusing wording possibly known to mankind. (See? I’m fun!)

Click on the blue links to go to the download site. If there isn’t a link, I couldn’t find one. You’ll understand when you get there.

Notes About Kindle

  1. YOU’LL NEED AN AMAZON ACCOUNT FOR THESE. I’m sure you already have one if you have a computer, though. If you don’t, you’re very very special and I praise you.
  2. Unless otherwise noted, all of these apps and sites link together all your devices. So if you read to page 3 on one device, you can pick up on page 3 with the other. It’s simple, but very helpful.
  3. Unless otherwise stated (different word hehe), all of these things (?) allow you to buy/share/read/rate your books. Obviously, you can read on all of them. I mean come on. That’s what it’s for. That, and making money. What?
  4. I will make sure to put if any of these aren’t free. I think they’re all free, but the books you have to buy won’t be. There are some free books on Amazon, believe it or not.
  5. Oh yeah. When I say Amazon and Kindle, these are mostly interchangeable. Amazon is the website, Kindle is the reading device, but they’re basically the same because you can access them from each other. It’s like a big spider web with lots of dead insects in it.


First option is Kindle for PC. This is the main one you want. It gives you all the benefits of a Kindle, such as highlighting, notes, sharing, buying, and obviously reading. It makes all of this available on your computer, so it’s basically an app for your computer. There’s color, different brightness settings, etc. etc. It’s a Kindle on your computer. For the full details, go click that bright blue link (should be blue anyways).

The second option is directly on your browser. Kindle Cloud Reader. Basically, you’re reading the books on your computer, without an app or anything. Think of it as a Kindle Blog. There’s a SUPER HELPFUL ARTICLE HERE that explains tips and stuff so much better than I ever could, so open up those two links and get reading brother/sister/aunt.

The Kindle App may be in your app store. I don’t even know. I have a feeling it is, though, so check.


Seven words: App store. Both Macbook and Chromebook users will find the Kindle App directly in their app store. This is the easiest way to read them on your computer, because to be honest there’s only two ways. One– the app. Two– the browser. And the app is a much nicer choice, trust me. Find it by going to your app store, typing in Kindle App, and start your reading.

The second option is directly on your browser. Kindle Cloud Reader. Basically, you’re reading the books on your computer, without an app or anything. Think of it as a Kindle Blog. There’s a SUPER HELPFUL ARTICLE HERE that explains tips and stuff so much better than I ever could, so open up those two links and get reading brother/sister/aunt.


I think every phone or tablet type has an Kindle App in the app store, to be honest, so that’s your best bet. And it’s completely free. So go to your app store, get your books, and start reading.

If you insist on not doing apps and want to read directly on your web browser, the second option is directly on your browser. Kindle Cloud Reader. Basically, you’re reading the books on your computer, without an app or anything. Think of it as a Kindle Blog. There’s a SUPER HELPFUL ARTICLE HERE that explains tips and stuff so much better than I ever could, so open up those two links and get reading brother/sister/aunt.


You have two options.

  1. Read it on an app from your app store (or Kindle for PC if you’re on a Microsoft thing, which may also have a Kindle App in its store)
  2. Read it on your web browser, via Kindle Cloud Reader


**There’s really no way to print off e-books, without emailing the author and asking for a copy that you can print off. My email is and I’m totally willing to do that for ya.

New Release! Cold, Gray Eyes

Buy Here

This is the first installment of the Mr. Telo series. The second comes out July 1. Pick up a copy now to read!


“I would never kill a good person, but there are no good people. That’s an easy rule to live by.”

There is a campground deep in the forest that everybody raves about. The owner is a down-on-his-luck 40-something man, with a good heart and a good camp set up. Sure, there have been accidents in the past, but who’s to judge?

One family shows up to his site, ready for their vacation, and learns that things aren’t quite so cheery at this camp. There is a darkness that doesn’t stay in the forest. There is something behind Mr. Telo’s smile. And most of all, there are secrets hidden in the past; well-hidden.

Everybody gives in eventually. The darkness will always get you, one way or another, one day or another. Let it overwhelm you. Let the evil grow. Come to the camp with the secrets.

“Nobody can resist the cold, gray eyes.”

Castle de la Phantom: Part 4


Lili stumbled along the castle halls, breathing heavily and trying to find her way through the dim light. The walls all around her were cold and unfriendly, as she tried her best to find a place to hide. That strange man, standing at the back of the crowd, had told her to run, and given her a key to a room. Now it was her job to find the keyhole.

She tried every door she passed, twisting the knobs to see if they were locked. Some of them were not, and so she peered inside. The ones that were locked, she tried to fit the key into, but with no avail. It had been nearly an hour, and still there was no sign of hope.

Inside the countless rooms were all sorts of terrible things. In some of them, she found bodies, alive and dead. They were writhing on the floor, covered in darkness and ashes. Some rooms held chambers full of torture devices, unspeakable acts still echoing like ghosts around the room. But nobody screamed, not a single person that was alive. They had been taught to fear the open door.

At long last, Lili managed to turn the key. She opened the doorway to find a cramped and dusty study. There was a desk set up, along with a small case of books. On the desk were papers. Darting inside, she shut the door behind her.

She picked up one book from the shelf and glanced at the others. There were titles such as The Right Rituals and What Powers Are Beneath and Of Many Tortures.

On the papers were random symbols, drawn in all sorts of disfigured ways. Some of them looked like bodies, turned in impossible formations, while others seemed to be gibberish. On another sheet were names of people, over fifty on the first page. There were dozens of pages under that, and all of them had X’s over the words. At the top of every page was written: Slaves- Who Still Lives.

The door opened behind her, and she whipped around to see the man from the crowd. He strode in, wearing his mask and long cape, circling her like a lion about to kill its prey.

“Have you come to kill me yourself?” she asked defiantly. “I’ve had enough of people like you for one day.”

“Hold your tongue,” he snapped. “I saved your life, and I’m about to do it again. There are a thousand angry men coming towards us as we speak, their mouths dripping with blood and skin under their nails. They will kill you, and they will kill me.”

She crossed her arms. “Then let them. It’s better to die than to be with that horrid man who owns this fortress.”

“I own this fortress,” the Phantom said, stepping towards her. “You all are my servants, but you’ve forgotten how afraid you should be.” He raised a hand, and she took a step backwards, fear flashing for an instant.

“I have obeyed you,” she said.

There was silence, as his head cocked to the side. His hand slowly lowered. “Yes, you have. For that, you will be rewarded.”

Stepping around her, the Phantom used his elbow, breaking through the wooden wall. He ripped away pieces of it, until they could see clearly outside, where the snow was falling swiftly and now piled up on the ground.

“If you go out, you will find there are two stories below us. Hop down onto those roofs, and then to the ground. You may break your leg, but you’ll manage. The snow will soften the blow if you fall right.”

He stepped out of the way and motioned towards the exit. Lili took a step, but then turned to face him.

“I don’t want to leave you,” she said. “You saved me.”

“I have lived in these castle walls for years on end,” the Phantom growled. “Terrible things I have heard, and worse things have I seen. There is a darkness here that cannot continue. Take yourself out of this place, and you will be pure. You will be saved. Stay here, and you will burn with the rich.”

Fire peeked its head through the wooden door and started spreading quickly. Outside, they heard the chanting of a crowd, and the stomping on their boots on the ground. It shook the entire castle, the thousand-strong march to defeat the Phantom at last.

“Leave,” he commanded Lili. “Leave me now.”

She stood in front of him, rooted to the spot, staring into his eyes. “Take off your mask.”

He bowed his head and held her hand gently, raising it to his face. “Take it off yourself. You already know what is beneath.”

She peeled away the fabric, exposing a face that was burnt and deformed, with cruel lines etched across it. There were scars and skin stained from blood, ever running and ever flowing.

“My skin was made a parchment for the Count’s pleasures. I was the one who dared to defy him. The others slaves would not. It was so many years ago, when his father was still alive, that the Count took up the cruelest of hobbies. We suffered greatly, but you suffered even more because of it.”

“I thought they’d killed you,” she said, hugging his neck. “I thought you were dead.”

“Lili.” He raised her head and stared into her eyes. “Go quickly before they find you here.”

She backed away from him, holding the mask in her hands. The Phantom unsheathed his sword and handed it to her. With one last, filling glance, she turned away and exited the window.

“Put the mask on, Lili,” he said as her feet left the room. “It will help you.”

She turned around, wearing the Phantom’s mask. “Yes, father.”

The marching grew closer, as the Phantom turned back to face the flames. There was a fire engulfing the room, drawing near to his body as the papers and the books went up in smoke. A brief light, as it consumed the room, and his entire world was a shining ball of light.

The crowds continued marching, continued chanting, as they burned alive. The Count was leading the way, his limbs enveloped by flames as he marched until the skin was detached from his bones, thrown down as ashes on the ground. The rest of the men and women fell to their knees before the almighty flame, as their gold and their silver and their jewels and their beautiful decorations melted in front of them. The end had come for the rich and their riches.

With one last scream, the Phantom threw up his arms and embraced the old friend of fury. A heat so overwhelming took him to his knees. The fire would rage until every sliver of wood had perished.

The Phantom crashed, burned, and died with his castle.