Meet Indie Author Jesse Frankel - For Those With A Zombie And Vampire Fetish

J.S. Frankel was born in Toronto, Canada, a good number of years ago and managed to scrape through the University of Toronto with a BA in English Literature. 
In 1988 he moved to Japan and started teaching ESL to anyone who would listen to him. 
In 1997, he married the charming Akiko Koike and their union produced two sons, Kai and Ray. J.S. Frankel makes his home in Osaka where he teaches English by day and writes by night until the wee hours of the morning.

 Let me introduce the Nightmare Crew trilogy. It basically features a vampire, a zombie with a cleaning fetish in the first and second novels, a lab-created hybrid werewolf and sentient water. The first novel, Beginnings, has the blurb as follows: 
    
"Paul Wiseman, orphan and runaway, was looking for a family. He found one—and got a little more than he bargained for in the process. Being an orphan is no fun. Having no friends isn’t much fun, either. When Paul Wiseman, seventeen, runs away from an orphanage to try his luck on the mean streets of New York, he finds himself trapped and almost beaten to death one night. Rescued by a vampire named Angela, Paul goes to her small house in upstate New York where he meets her friends—Ooze, a sentient water being, Sandstorm, who uses his sandy body to blind his opponents, and CF—short for Cannon Fodder—a zombie. The four of them become the Nightmare Crew—beings created by a scientist to fight against the lawless elements of the city. In joining them, Paul finds a family, friendship and maybe even love. However, the company that allowed the creation of these beings wants them back, and they’ll stop at nothing to retrieve what they believe to be their property. It soon comes down to a battle between those born and those created…and it’s up to Paul to fight for the only family he’s ever known."

 Find Jesse Frankel's books here on Amazon

Zombies Don't Do a Thing For Me! Or, Why I Won't Be Seeing 'World War Z'

There's something singularly unappealing about a guy who's literally falling apart - face, fingers, toes and various other body parts hanging off his body at odd angles - and whose conversation consists mainly of grunts and growls. (Yes, I know the latter sounds like most teenage guys, but at least they're alive!) And, who wants to kiss someone whose lips are likely to come off on your own, and to whom the term personal hygiene are simply two words found in a dictionary?
Nope, I've decided that zombies are 'not my cup of tea'. Rather, give me the dark, brooding, sensuality of a vampire with his promise of dark pleasure, than a mindless half-rotting creature who's only interested in my brains (and for the wrong reason!)

In the last couple of centuries, the vampire has conquered the popular imagination for the erotic nature of their forbidden blood lust - the throbbing vein in the lily-white throat; the gentle pressure of his mouth on her wrist; that delicate stroke along the artery in the inner thigh... see what I mean? Can a zombie match that? Not bloody likely! (Excuse the pun.)
Okay, so the blood dripping from fangs can be somewhat off-putting, but it's a darn sight better than a putrefying face covered in congealed human brains! One can survive a bit of blood loss but, apart from teenaged boys who've just received their driver's license, no one can function without their brains.

Now, if I was given the choice between a zombie apocalypse and a vampire one, I know which I'd choose. What's more romantic? Being chased by a shuffling, gangrenous corpse with bad breath or hanging out for eternity with a well-dressed, sophisticated hunk with a restricted diet and an allergy to sunshine?

Courtesy of Google images - World War Z

So, sorry Brad, but I won't be going to see your latest flick, nor any movie which features zombies. They just don't do it for me!