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A sentence in the Zombified spinoff novella to be published on Amazon, and your name in the contributors list along with advertisement for your site.
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$10.00 or more gets you the following;
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$20.00 or more gets you the following;
A free signed paperback copy of Zombified when it is released by Great Minds Think Aloud Publishing!
Five unedited chapters are available for your viewing if you need to read some before you pledge. Just contact Lyra at the email below!
A look at how the person feels as they go through the process of being Zombified
ZOMBIFIEDA chance to hear the side of the story from one of the living dead herself. Zombies are portrayed by the media as monsters.
Get to know Cassie's side, as she explains that just because she eats human flesh, it doesn't make her any different than you.
"You know it just makes me mad that the news thinks we aren't people too," I said to Neil.
Of course it was in what we Zombies affectionately call Slopar so he did not understand me, to him it sounded like lots of moaning and noises, but I continued anyway as I determined what part of the leg was the meatiest. I normally don't like the drum stick of a man, but I was feeling particularly hungry today.I had heard the news talk for days about my kind before I was completely changed. They said lots of things but the ones that stood out to me now were soulless and evil.
"We are people," I continued as I sunk my teeth into his thigh ripping off a piece despite his protests, "just because we are a little dead does not mean we are any different then you Neil, can I call you Neil?" I was talking through mouthfuls of him. When he didn't respond I continued to snack away on what I assumed was an athletic thigh by the build.
“Are you a runner Neil? You taste like a runner.” Happy with my choice of dinner I continued my rant and made myself comfortable on the cement of the parking lot we had stopped in.
"Like how they say that we lumber about in groups of no order, and that is just not true. We actually lumber around with our friends. The lady right over there with only half of her arm is my favorite person to walk slowly through an abandoned town with."
I was fairly certain that Neil was almost dead. The color had drained from his face and the blood had stopped spewing from the artery in his leg. In case he could still hear me I continued to ramble.
"There are exceptions. There is this one guy who has to walk in the back of the mob. He drags his leg behind him and it slows us down. We dated in middle school. I tolerate him, but his breath always smelled like cheese and he called me tart. I hated both of those things."
I nudged Neil at my joke, but he fell over instead of laughing. I debated staying there while I waited to see if he would become zombified as well. As my body didn't move fast anymore I figured it could happen before I made it across the parking lot. I began my slow march towards my friend Rose. She seemed to be enjoying herself as I could see her happily eating the brains of a young blond lady.
As I passed by a car window I caught a glimpse of my slow moving form and stared for a minute. "Zombie life does absolutely nothing for my complexion," I yelled over my shoulder to Neil as I took in a gray face with sunken in eyes.
Continuing my path to Rose, I tried to push my appearance from my decaying mind. I wondered if it was just my imagination that I could hear parts of me rotting. I remembered my mother always telling me to take care of my body.
“Your body is your temple Cassie,” she would correct my posture by jerking my shoulders back; “you should make sure you treat it as such.”
“If only my mother could see me now,” I was still talking to Neil as my progress had not taken me out of his ear shot. “She would really be proud of her baby girl.”
Of course my mother was dead, and she would never be able to see my current state. She had been in the first round of the infected and they had disposed of her and hundreds of others before they had a chance to spread the disease.
That is what they called being zombified in the beginning. They called it a disease.
As I continued to drag myself across the parking lot I wondered how things could have been different. Launched: Jul 31, 2012 Funding ends: Aug 30, 2012 You have to make the full amount you ask for, or you don't get any.
The funds I am looking to raise will be put forth to the editing, advertising, printing, and selling costs of publishing the novel. I hope to spring forward into more novels that I can share with the world. Website for the book - http://lyramcken.wix.com/lyra-mcken
Here is a bit about the story!
GO HERE TO PLEDGE!
Email Lyra Mcken if you would like to read another excerpt before you decide to pledge!! lyramcken@yahoo.com ... Thank you!!
$1.00 or more get you the following;
A sentence in the Zombified spinoff novella to be published on Amazon, and your name in the contributors list along with advertisement for your site.
$5.00 or more gets you the following;
A free e-book of Zombified when it is released by Great Minds Think Aloud Publishing!
$10.00 or more gets you the following;
A free kindlegraphed e-book of Zombified when it is released by Great Minds Think Aloud Publishing!
$20.00 or more gets you the following;
A free signed paperback copy of Zombified when it is released by Great Minds Think Aloud Publishing!
Five unedited chapters are available for your viewing if you need to read some before you pledge. Just contact Lyra at the email below!
A look at how the person feels as they go through the process of being Zombified
ZOMBIFIEDA chance to hear the side of the story from one of the living dead herself. Zombies are portrayed by the media as monsters.
Get to know Cassie's side, as she explains that just because she eats human flesh, it doesn't make her any different than you.
"You know it just makes me mad that the news thinks we aren't people too," I said to Neil.
Of course it was in what we Zombies affectionately call Slopar so he did not understand me, to him it sounded like lots of moaning and noises, but I continued anyway as I determined what part of the leg was the meatiest. I normally don't like the drum stick of a man, but I was feeling particularly hungry today.I had heard the news talk for days about my kind before I was completely changed. They said lots of things but the ones that stood out to me now were soulless and evil.
"We are people," I continued as I sunk my teeth into his thigh ripping off a piece despite his protests, "just because we are a little dead does not mean we are any different then you Neil, can I call you Neil?" I was talking through mouthfuls of him. When he didn't respond I continued to snack away on what I assumed was an athletic thigh by the build.
“Are you a runner Neil? You taste like a runner.” Happy with my choice of dinner I continued my rant and made myself comfortable on the cement of the parking lot we had stopped in.
"Like how they say that we lumber about in groups of no order, and that is just not true. We actually lumber around with our friends. The lady right over there with only half of her arm is my favorite person to walk slowly through an abandoned town with."
I was fairly certain that Neil was almost dead. The color had drained from his face and the blood had stopped spewing from the artery in his leg. In case he could still hear me I continued to ramble.
"There are exceptions. There is this one guy who has to walk in the back of the mob. He drags his leg behind him and it slows us down. We dated in middle school. I tolerate him, but his breath always smelled like cheese and he called me tart. I hated both of those things."
I nudged Neil at my joke, but he fell over instead of laughing. I debated staying there while I waited to see if he would become zombified as well. As my body didn't move fast anymore I figured it could happen before I made it across the parking lot. I began my slow march towards my friend Rose. She seemed to be enjoying herself as I could see her happily eating the brains of a young blond lady.
As I passed by a car window I caught a glimpse of my slow moving form and stared for a minute. "Zombie life does absolutely nothing for my complexion," I yelled over my shoulder to Neil as I took in a gray face with sunken in eyes.
Continuing my path to Rose, I tried to push my appearance from my decaying mind. I wondered if it was just my imagination that I could hear parts of me rotting. I remembered my mother always telling me to take care of my body.
“Your body is your temple Cassie,” she would correct my posture by jerking my shoulders back; “you should make sure you treat it as such.”
“If only my mother could see me now,” I was still talking to Neil as my progress had not taken me out of his ear shot. “She would really be proud of her baby girl.”
Of course my mother was dead, and she would never be able to see my current state. She had been in the first round of the infected and they had disposed of her and hundreds of others before they had a chance to spread the disease.
That is what they called being zombified in the beginning. They called it a disease.
As I continued to drag myself across the parking lot I wondered how things could have been different. Launched: Jul 31, 2012 Funding ends: Aug 30, 2012 You have to make the full amount you ask for, or you don't get any.
The funds I am looking to raise will be put forth to the editing, advertising, printing, and selling costs of publishing the novel. I hope to spring forward into more novels that I can share with the world. Website for the book - http://lyramcken.wix.com/lyra-mcken
Here is a bit about the story!
GO HERE TO PLEDGE!
Email Lyra Mcken if you would like to read another excerpt before you decide to pledge!! lyramcken@yahoo.com ... Thank you!!
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