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Hallowed Eve, Not so hallowed

Only a few months away from the release of my first novel, Hallowed Eve, I made anauseating discovery.When I wrote the manuscript two years ago, I was in the habit of touring bookshelves, ensuring the title was unique. After awhile, I stopped checking. Until last night. To my horror, Hallowed Eve was published Aug 2011. For a flickering moment, I wasn’t discouraged. Then I realized the main character shares my heroine’s name.

Now exhausted from pointless bitching, I’ve resolved to pull my chin...

6 Indulgences to 24 Hour Perfection

If you were gifted with 24 hours, guilt-free and suspended in time,what would bethe 6 indulgences dominating your day?

Two restrictions:

You spendit alone (Sorry, kids.Self-pleasure only)
You can’t touch yourto-do list

Here’s my6 ingredient cocktailto 24 hour perfection:

1. 75 degrees of open air capping 360 degrees of undeveloped horizon

2. The Avett Brothers onacontinual loop (because it’s impossible to listen to their lyrics and not explode with all thingslife and love)

3 & 4. My two favorite add...

All My Mistakes

Dirt to my elbows, shovel in hand, I dig another hole and melt into the song drifting from the outdoor speakers.

My 8 year old daughter stands above me, fists on her hips, watching. “Can we listen to something better, please?”

I bury the petunia in my flower bed and sit back on my heels. “Just listen to the lyrics of this last song, then you can run along.” To fill her head with Basshunter, Selena Gomez, and other uninspiring crap.

She lets out dramatic exhale, but doesn’t move.

My favoriteThe Av...

Dana Griffin

Who the hell is Dana Griffin?

Commercial airline pilot by day.Writer by night. Actually, I’m certainthese are interchangeable diurnally/nocturnally, just as is his third job, which is to incessantly poke me with a stick while I’m sleeping.

Dana’s been editing the final draft of my first book since January. I’m slow to get pages to him, and he’s quick to remind me of my slowness. Often while waiting on me, his patience will snap, sometimes resulting in himwriting the scene for me. To be honest,...

40 Cal’s a Girl’s Best Friend

Shot my H&K USP .40 for the first time today.

Holy hell. BEST birthday present ever. I love this gun.

Why? The sturdy weight, the smooth recoil, the accuracy, the heavy trigger pull, easy safety/decocker, and it never malfunctions.

And yeah–as you can see in the pic–I totally grin like an ass while I’m shooting it.

I’m so proud of it’s performance, I might just sleep curled around it tonight with my lips pressed to the barrel.

Hmm. The heroine in my apocalyptic novel carries a 9mm Glock. I’m tempt...

Black Roses and Zombie Vases

February 14th, 7:00 AM

My black boots clacked along the marble lobby as I strolled to my office. It was a day like any other. With one exception. The reception desk buzzed with the scurry of couriers, each juggling armfuls of a baskets and vases. Akaleidoscopeof petals bobbed and bowed from severed stems in premature death.

I rolled my eyes and punched the elevator button. Why did people spend money to romanticize a day? Did they need a holiday to remind them to be passionate?

My husband and I h...

ThanksKilling

How does a splatter-gore-horror-obsessed vegetarian celebrate Thanksgiving? With zombie chickens and a slasher turkey, of course.

First on the menu wasPoultrygeist. A Troma classic, to be sure. Obscene, offensive, and utterly delicious. Summarizing this Night of the Chicken Dead movie would give it a great injustice. So, I’ll just quote some of my favorite lines:

Denny:That’s the thing about a chicken. It’s got dead eyes. Black. Like a sex doll.
African-American, Denny, turns into a zombie and s...

Back In The Saddle

Writin’ book two by the light of the moon

Always graspin’ for minutes

While in the car or rinsin’ dishes

The characters don’t care if the keyboard ain’t near

They burn with emotion

They fight and love without stoppin’

In my head, in my bed

So I carry a voice recorder, like a pistol in a holster

Barkeep gimme a drink

I’m back in the saddle again

I write until the risin’ sun

I’m callin’ all the shots tonight

I’m like a loaded gun

Fillin’ in my outline

I’m saddle sore

I scream for more

But the kids’r wantin’ di...

Family Survives Zombie Attack

No one believes it will happen to them. Infectious disease experts say it’s not possible.This family is living-dead proof that Zombies are real.

When the flesh-eaters attacked their Midwest home, six year old Leighton beat them off with his guitar. But there were too many. Within minutes, his lips cracked and his skin bubbled. Then he turned on his sister.

Eight year old Jaedharetaliatedwith cheers and pumping pom-poms. The noise enraged her attackers. Too soon, she was chanting cheerless gurgl...