I was supposed to sleep on it… I said something about letting the Sandman help me make a decision. Then I went to select the image for this post, and I clicked on this picture (by mistake):
my favorite hammer on the cover of The Sandman
I believe in coffee faeries, in sock-stealing goblins, in the evil eye, in googly eyes, in bedroom eyes… but I refuse to believe in coincidences. So… I know the Sandman didn’t really want me to sleep on it. You are probably wondering what “it” is, huh? Well, my Luvs, I was trying to decide if I was going to join NaNoWriMo. I did. If you, too, are planning to write your fiery heart out during the month of November, stop by my NaNoHut and say “Hola, Magaly!” Then go home and write.
I will be working on Wishing upon Earth a Bone, a novel that starts right after the end of the latest tale in AlmaMia Cienfuegos and Other Stories. I have been denying myself this one... for a while. But the Muse (and my Piano Man) helped me win the bloody battle against my inner-bullheadedness.
Now, to today’s post…
No? You weren’t thinking that? *sigh* I knew my non-existent mind reading powers were faulty; how disappointing. Anyway, about Dead Inside… the bits and pieces that come together to create the short book are offered with little to no explanation. I found the idea interesting, but would have liked more structure within the chaos. It made me think of Twitter on steroids (and written by zombies), if that makes any sense. Many of the notes were catchy, others just… weird (some in a good way).
I would really like it if the Lost Zombies went ahead and wrote stories to go with the notes. Tales that answer the old what happened next question. If they haven’t rotted already, that is.
My October entry for The Artful Readers Club presents the results of a wee pre-zombie-apocalypse experiment… conducted on my Facebook wall. I asked my friends to share the last status update they would write if told that Facebook was going to disappear in six minutes due to zombies. Here are some of the answers they provided; yes, including the “Fried Brains” recipe:
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Thanks so much to the Wicked Darlings who joined in the fun! The Artful Readers Club usually meets on the last Friday of each month, but our dear hostess was away last Friday. The meeting was rescheduled for November 1st, so I’m a tad early. Shamble your way very slowly towards the meeting place... then see what else you can sink your teeth into *grins… with a lot of teeth*