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The Tookie Series by George Q. Kaplan

~ Exploits, sexual and otherwise, of an adventurous mildly Asperger's woman

The Tookie Series by George Q. Kaplan

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In Publishing Limbo

14 Friday Jun 2019

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On May 23, little more than a week after Tookie Goes Undercover, the third in the Tookie series, was released, my publisher circulated royalty reports for the most recent quarter. Describing the results had been disappointing, as they had for many small publishers, they offered to release rights back to any authors who wanted them to do that. Not desiring to search for a new publisher at this time, I decided to hold pat for a while and work on the next book in the series, working title Mata Hari Tookie.

I plodded on for a couple of weeks until June 10 when Lauri, the acquisitions editor, announced that Black Opal Books was being purchased and that she was retiring. The current owner is in ill health and had to sell the business. The change in ownership will be effective on July 1. She stated that the new publisher would honor all contracts. The Black Opal message board hummed with activity, mostly thanks to Lauri for all she had done for us and best wishes on her well-deserved retirement. No one guessed at who the new publisher was. I surely didn’t have a clue.

Yesterday, June 13, Lauri wrote that a David Allen would be the new acquisitions editor and that he was very experienced and seemed very nice. A search of the name David Allen returned several different people but none seemed to me to be the right one. I guess I’ll just have to wait to find out. My biggest hope is that the new publisher has the resources to promote the Tookie series.

Someone Likes Me

06 Sunday May 2018

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Not only did a positive review of Finding Mr. Wrong arrive from Amy’s Bookshelf Reviews. Her announcement included an additional surprise, a very special something extra that is described at the bottom of this post.

4 Stars Absolutely a lot of fun.

Tookie is one of those characters you don’t soon forget. She has Asperger’s but that does not stop her from wanting what she wants, loving life, and doing whatever she wants to do. This time, she wants a child. It’s more than just desiring to have a child, the husband comes first … and a great story, and I am a fan of Kaplan, and of Tookie’s. I read Only Tim Sent Flowers which was a wonderful read, and though it’s not required of this story, that should be read first, if only to set the tone for Tookie, and her interesting life and perception of life. Great story.

Your name is now on my top 20 Authors of 2018 list.

As far as I know, this is the first time I’ve been mentioned as a favorite of anyone! You can imagine my shock to see my name at the top of the list.

Link to Top 20: http://writeramyshannon.wixsite.com/bookshelfreviews/top-twenty-authors

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Snappy Quip Needed for Tookie

05 Thursday Apr 2018

Tookie blurb

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Finding Mr. Wrong

15 Thursday Feb 2018

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FMQ front coverThis has been a productive week already and it’s far from over. Finding Mr. Wrong, the second book in the Tookie series, is moving rapidly toward release. The editor’s comments weren’t hard to accommodate and I didn’t find too many typos to correct, on this goround at least. So, I was able to submit the revised manuscript for final edits. Soon, PDFs will arrive in my inbox for me to review.

Hardly any time later, a draft cover awaited my comments. Black Opal Books’ artist selected an image that suggested a scene in the book. The only problem was that the sexy woman in the photo was wearing spike heels. Forget about those. Tookie never wears high heels, even short ones. Photoshopping clodhoppers over them didn’t work. Photos that might have worked were in the wrong aspect ratio for a book cover: they had a horizontal orientation instead of vertical as needed. Eventually, I found a photo of a woman in a red dress with great legs—and no shoes.

The artist gave it a try, and it works. I’ll leave to the reader what scene inspired the artist. For a hint, read Only Tim Sent Flowers while you wait for Finding Mr. Wrong to be in print. Fortunately, that won’t be too long. It is scheduled for release in both print and ebook versions in March.

Rave Review

18 Thursday Jan 2018

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A most pleasant surprise arrived in my inbox this morning. Midwest Book Review has reviewed Only Tim Sent Flowers. Not only did they review it, they raved about it:

http://www.midwestbookreview.com/sbw/jan_18.htm#fiction

The Fiction Shelf

Critique: An imaginative, entertaining, fascinating read from beginning to end, George Kaplan’s “Only Tim Sent Flowers” is an extraordinary novel by a writer with a genuine flair for novelty and narrative driven storytelling complete with unexpected twists and turns. While unreservedly recommended, especially for community library Contemporary General Fiction collections, it should be noted for personal reading lists that “Only Tim Send Flowers” is also available in a digital book format (Kindle, $2.99).

 

 

 

 

Softcover Release & Trailer Are Out Now

03 Sunday Sep 2017

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OTSF front cover w outlineI had planned on writing about the effects of marijuana on fertility, a topic of some importance to both men and women of child-creating age, but the print version of Only Tim Sent Flowers was received yesterday, pushing the sexier topic off until next time.

A little before 7:00 p.m. yesterday, a Saturday, I saw the familiar brown UPS truck pull up my driveway. Surprised to see him at that time on that day of the week, I trotted out to greet him, thinking someone must have sent some financial papers requiring a signature that I wasn’t aware was coming. It turned out that he had the shipment of books I had ordered from my publisher, Black Opal Books.

Seeing the surprised expression on my face, the driver said, “Saturdays are a regular work day now.” It seems that UPS has contracted to deliver Amazon Prime packages within the shorter timeframe that comes with paying for that service.

But you say that I bought the books from Black Opal Books and not from or through Amazon. That is entirely correct. What has happened is that UPS hates to operate inefficiently. That means if they are running a truck on a route to deliver some Amazon prime shipments, they don’t want to send out a half-full truck. So, they also deliver any packages they have on hand for people on the route instead of waiting till Monday. I was the beneficiary of this policy.

This was good timing because I had been working on a book trailer and had it almost ready to make public. Because of a recent hardware failure that forced me to acquire a new computer that runs Windows 10, something I had been avoiding for years. One of the numerous shortcomings of Windows 10 is that the Moviemaker program has been eliminated. So, I had to acquire and learn a new program.

For reasons too complicated to go through here, I got Pinnacle Studio 21. It is harder and more complicated to learn and use than Moviemaker but has some nice features. The one I like, but don’t understand, is Scorefitter. I’ve only used it once, for a soundtrack in the book trailer for Only Tim Sent Flowers. Check it out and tell me if you like it or not. It can be found at: https://youtu.be/vAHvbJ7MEac

 

 

Seeking Early Readers

21 Tuesday Jun 2016

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I’ve just finished a new adult novel about Tookie’s early adult life and am seeking early readers  to comment on it before I submit it to my publisher. A synopsis follows. If you’re interested in reading the manuscript, email me at GeorgeQKaplan@gmail.com.

Shortly after moving yet again, this time to a small Midwestern working-class mill town in 1965, the then guileless teenaged TOOKIE beguiles the boy next door, both figuratively and literally. TIM, Mensa-bright but from a large dysfunctional family on her street, works in the machine shop at the bullet works after failing to  keep his scholarship at a large private research university, accidentally sees Tookie and instantly recognizes the bookish, red-haired, freckle-faced girl as the woman of his dreams.

Mary Louise (TOOKIE) loves her name but dislikes the nickname her doting father gave her for reasons long forgotten and by which everyone but her mother and Tim address her. Her father works as an itinerate cost accountant on a short-term heavy industrial project in the area before moving on to another project in North Jersey. He makes too little to afford decent whiskey, which limits the frequency of his binges, but her cash-strapped unhappy mother of five, turns on her drinking lamp every afternoon and guzzles beer from oversized bottles until she can hold no more. “I had a good mother until four p.m.,” recalls Tookie who never drinks anything stronger than cranberry juice.

Old-fashioned Tim feels wanted for the first time since fourth grade when his grandfather died. Tookie savors his attention and basks in his adoration. She thinks she’s very ordinary on the outside—and boys generally agree with her assessment—until Tim finds her devastatingly beautiful. She considers herself extraordinary because of her superior intelligence. Their bliss ends in six short months when Tim’s draft board reclassifies him 1-A. Two months later, in May 1966, he leaves for Air Force boot camp.

While Tim is overseas, Tookie moves to a wealthy North Jersey suburb in her senior year to find herself behind her new classmates who, if not as smart as she is, are better schooled and much more affluent. She frantically treads water to complete. Over the summer after she graduates, her only sister marries, Tookie turns eighteen and, Tim returns, still hooked. Tookie takes a clerical job and longs to enlist in the sexual revolution. Tim denies her sex; she withholds her love. ZELDA scoops up Tim and Tookie stays behind when her parents move to Massachusetts.

Free of parental and Tim’s limitations, Tookie moves into her own apartment and scrupulously studies The Joy of Sex. She seduces the first man from work to show interest. After dumping him, she hones her skills on young airmen on their way to Vietnam. She’s not excited about intercourse but delights in giving oral sex and quickly becomes a virtuoso. Seeing her meager earnings limited without a degree, she enrolls in a statistics program at the nearby state university. She sleeps across—not up, because she believes women who screw for advancement are whores—the roster of men at the pharmaceutical company where she works days while studying nights and weekends, alternating between textbooks and sex manuals. Squeezed between outstanding bills and little income, she accepts a shadowy businessman’s offer to be his sugar baby. Three years of monogamy and hard work lands her a B. A. magna cum laude. Life is perfect until her sugar daddy disappears without a word.

Tookie falls hard for the sophisticated middle manager, so hard she perfects the Shanghai Squeeze to delight Isaac at the climax of a week-long Las Vegas statistics conference. Isaac moves in immediately after returning from the tryst. His lawyer soon slaps him with the cold, hard facts of 1977 New Jersey divorce law. Isaac scampers back home to wife and country club life. Inconsolable after hearing Isaac say, “all the right things,” her phone rings. It’s Tim.

Tookie invites herself to visit Tim who, in the intervening years, finished his bachelor’s degree, ended a disastrous marriage to Zelda, and now operates a one-man office in Pennsylvania. Tookie seduces Tim with her world-class oral sex and leaves him reeling Sunday afternoon, thinking he’ll never see him again. On work on Monday, Tookie can’t bear seeing Isaac and returns to Tim. Apparently recovered by midweek, Tookie shocks him with stories, some true, of her sexual escapades. Now twenty-seven, with Tookie’s biological clock ticks audibly, she seeks a father for the daughter she craves. Could she convince Tim to impregnate her?

Tookie Wonders If She Can Get a Sex Robot Off

11 Wednesday May 2016

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girly girl, robot sex, rusty trumpet, vagina

Something this plethora of recent articles about robot sex doesn’t address is how much more difficult it will become for us Aspie girls who desire to get our hands on a hot breathing man who’s excited to drill deep into our caverns or, like me, to see their reactions when I unexpectedly pleasure them as only I can. I can’t imagine playing games with machines.  Their reactions would be…robotic at best.  I may be unusual for an Aspie because I like to play games with men, with their minds and aroused bodies.

I find myself attracted to men with poor social skills, often Aspie boys, perhaps because I can get away with things more polished guys wouldn’t tolerate. I don’t know how I could get the upper hand with a robot. It would do what I command without question, provided it’s in his repertoire. If it’s not—and many things I’d like to do but haven’t—wouldn’t be, I’d have to break it down step by step to basic actions he—yes, although I’m not a girly girl, I don’t need another vagina to entertain me—would have been programmed to do. I suppose I could program things into his memory by first telling him that I’m teaching him something new and giving it a name, then taking him through what I want him to do step by step.

A quick internet search tells me that sex dolls, toys and robots with vibrating, rotating tongues to please the ladies are already on the market. My Sidney will quickly learn to give me rusty trumpets without demanding I reciprocate. I will reciprocate in different ways—reciprocate isn’t the right word because pleasuring men gives me great pleasure. However, much of the thrill I get is doing them when they least expect it. But how will I get such reactions from a robot?

Dental Robot

Dental robot with working tongue.

 

Who’s Er Not Sleeping in My Bed?

19 Tuesday Apr 2016

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Ashley Madison, cheating, Durmet, infidelity, Smarttress, Spain

 “If your partner isn’t faithful, then at least your mattress will be.”

Tech geeks working for bed maker Durmet in Spain have developed the “Smarttress” that looks like a regular double-bed mattress but has sensors concealed in it. These sensors, we’re told, differentiate between sexual motions and movements of more mundane sorts by the use of special algorithms. Whenever a suspicious motion is detected the partner who suspects she or he is being cuckolded is warned in real-time via cell phone message.

Spain? Why Spain? Some surveys suggest that Spaniards are among the most unfaithful lovers on the planet. Ashley Madison, the go to website to arrange extramarital affairs (at least until their site was hacked and names of subscribers were made public) claims to have over a million subscribers in Spain. Spanish Ashley Madisonian males have 2.4 clandestine affairs a year where their female counterparts have only(?) 1.3. One assumes that Ashley Madison affairs represent the numbers of different people subscribers hook up with each year. The number of trysts per affair is probably not recorded. Inquiring minds believe the number of assignations per subscriber per year to be well into double digits, although not evenly distributed among rendezvous partners.

One of the reasons Durmet thinks their product will be successful in the marketplace is that the latest infidelity research in Spain found that 94% of Spaniards prefer to make love in their own homes rather than in motels, seedy or otherwise.

The software engineers designed the computer programs located in their servers to detect “suspicious activity regarding time of use, frequency, intensity or speed.” When the algorithms identify undesired activity on the mattress, it informs the cuckold immediately, and graphically, which parts of the bed are experiencing the most action, making it easy for the aggrieved to form a mental picture of what her or his partner is doing with someone else.

No statistics were provided regarding increased assaults and shootings.

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/2016/04/15/smart-mattress-lets-you-know-if-your-partner-is-cheating/

Smell Dating

27 Sunday Mar 2016

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NYU, Sam Lavigne, Smell dating, T-shirt, Tega Brain

This is not a parody; this is serious. I didn’t make this up to win a bet or anything. This is just honest reporting.

Just when you think you’ve heard everything, someone comes up with something you would’ve regarded as too stupid (or gross) to consider. Smell Dating’s new approach suggests that New York singles have trouble meeting Mr. or Miss Right in that city of millions. It also suggests that techniques used by people in other locales for millennia for determining if they’re interested in meeting someone don’t work for New Yorkers. Here’s the scheme:

For a $25 fee, matchees receive a T-shirt to wear for three straight days. Bathing is not allowed. My immediate reactions are: 1) this is for use in the winter only, 2) only for sedentary people who don’t work physical jobs or exercise, and 3) have poor or bizarre senses of smell.

Here comes the hard part. When the T-shirts are properly marinated, wearers remove them by pulling them past their noses and off over their heads, the quicker the better. The more sensitive seal them into Ziploc bags to keep the aroma from permeating everything in the room. The T-shirts are mailed back to Smell Dating for processing.

Tega Brain and Sam Lavigne, teacher and researcher, respectively, at NYU receive the aromatic shirts and cut them into swatches labeled with the number of the client who wore the shirt. (Now we know why NYU charges the highest undergraduate tuition of any college in the country.) They send each client a set of ten swatches from other clients, without regard to sexual preference.

Clients then whiff each swatch to identify which, if any, smell like a person they’d like to date. No results of the outcome of the success rate for this matching have been posted.

 

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