"FIRST! Just so you know, May is Zombie Awareness Month."The bad news is that, since this has been a blog entry-light month, I haven't given you as many zombie survival tips as I normally would, BUT the good news is that I found a kickass site, I Survived The Zombies, and that has plenty of articles about how to maintain your living status during an a plague of the undead.
And while it might not be about survival, I got to write an article about chicks and zombies over at The Indie Chicks! (And you thought that I had gone to the Pink Side with all of those makeup pieces, didn't you?) I had so much bloody fun with this piece--not only writing the writing part--but in taking the pictures for the header image below. I think the header turned out rather brilliant, but what you don't see is that, for every pic we took that looked cool, there were at least three where my pretty, fluffy, and very un-Apocalyptic-looking Eskimo dog would wander into the shot. I'm going to post the outtakes later because it's hilarious to see me with an axe and a pretty little dog wandering around.
"SECOND! MY WRITES LIKE A SLUT SHIRT CAME YESTERDAY!"The Writes Like a Slut movement is blasting along with a fury that I never anticipated, and it is fucking awesome! You all are amazing for supporting this insanity, and I adore you for it. Seriously. Brief sentimental moment here, but I've fought a lot of battles and they were fought on my own...to know so many awesome people have my back makes my eyes feel weird. If you want a preview of all of the "slutty" writers so far, I've made a special Writes Like a Slut Posse tab, but as I stated in the post introducing the shirt, I want to do a personal shoutout to each person who sends me a pic wearing their sluttiness with pride, so today's highlight goes to the second person to snap their pic and the first gentleman (and so far only, but hopefully not for long) to write like a slut, James from "Keen Reflections Accommodate Your Zen Enlightenment".
I've been covering shifts at work (admittedly my own fucking fault because I'm a soft-touch-dumbass for those kids who work with me and I said I'd cover for college finals and proms and other shit) and I've also been working on some other projects (more to come later! surprises! whooooo!), but I've been burning the midnight oil and it looks like the bastard will be completely birthed into the world on its due date. This has called for a lot of sacrifices from me--behind on sleep, behind on blog writing, behind on blog reading, behind on laundry (seriously, I think something horrid is living in the hamper and I'll have my zombie axe handy when it comes time to drag it to the washing machine)--but I have to admit that despite looking like a zombie myself due to lack of sleep, I feel good about it. More than good; I feel great. I feel fucking brilliant. I've been feeling more like myself than I have in five years. Part of this is because, on top of all of the professional strides I've been kicking this month, there was a very huge personal milestone that passed mid-May and it's like I've turned a corner. You all have been privy to my bitching when things have been a struggle, so I will definitely share this triumph with you when I have time to write with icky emotion. Right now I'm too busy kicking ass. I hope you all are, too, my awesome peeps!
"THIRD! My book. It will be finished by the end of this month."
MORE AWESOMENESS SOON!