In honor of George Romero's birthday, I am giving away an ARC of Feed to one lucky commenter. This is a random draw giveaway. At noon Pacific tomorrow, I will use my magical random number generator and select a winner. They will then have until noon Pacific on Sunday to send me their mailing information (through my website), or I will pick another winner.
So please! Comment! Tell me your favorite thing about zombies, or why you want to read Feed, or what you'll do if you win, or whatever. (I mean, a comment beyond just "comment" is nice, but not strictly required.)
George Romero gave the world zombies. In honor of his birthday, so do I. Because zombies are love.
"MATT!" Charlie shouted as he shoved opened the door to his big, red-headed friend's office. "That Seanan girl is doing it again!"
BiddiFLAP, BiddiFLAP, BiddiFLAP was the sound that greeted him, instead of Matt's usual boistrous "It's your turn to bring the Doughnuts!"
Charlie slid to a halt as his brain abruptly acanned what was happening in the room. His friend Matt, was struggling with a zombie, forcing it backwards against his desk, one hand locked around it's decaying throat, the other gripping a desk lamp, slamming it into its face, the cord whipping around and slapping everything indiscriminately.
Charlie hopped over to the umbrella stand and selected a nice aluminum bat and smashed the unwelcomed zombies skull, ending it's animation. He dropped the now gory bat and said, "What is it with you and zombies? Seriously, is it your cologne?."
Matt backed away from the now dead undead and started scrapping gunky gore off his arms and face. "Don't know," he replied, "But what was you saying about Seanan McGuire?"
"Oh," Charlie said, now back on track, "I read on her website that she's giving away an autographed machete."
"What about her new book?" Matt asked.
"Yeah, one of those also," Charlie said, "but the important thing is the autographed machete."
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Matt and Charlie
February 4 2010, 22:51:24 UTC 7 years ago Edited: February 4 2010, 22:54:04 UTC
BiddiFLAP, BiddiFLAP, BiddiFLAP was the sound that greeted him, instead of Matt's usual boistrous "It's your turn to bring the Doughnuts!"
Charlie slid to a halt as his brain abruptly acanned what was happening in the room. His friend Matt, was struggling with a zombie, forcing it backwards against his desk, one hand locked around it's decaying throat, the other gripping a desk lamp, slamming it into its face, the cord whipping around and slapping everything indiscriminately.
Charlie hopped over to the umbrella stand and selected a nice aluminum bat and smashed the unwelcomed zombies skull, ending it's animation. He dropped the now gory bat and said, "What is it with you and zombies? Seriously, is it your cologne?."
Matt backed away from the now dead undead and started scrapping gunky gore off his arms and face. "Don't know," he replied, "But what was you saying about Seanan McGuire?"
"Oh," Charlie said, now back on track, "I read on her website that she's giving away an autographed machete."
"What about her new book?" Matt asked.
"Yeah, one of those also," Charlie said, "but the important thing is the autographed machete."
Re: Matt and Charlie
February 5 2010, 06:08:41 UTC 7 years ago
Re: Matt and Charlie
February 8 2010, 15:48:14 UTC 7 years ago