Hello, random people on my sidebar! Facebook is positive we'll be besties in no time so there are a few things I should tell you before I hit the "friend me" button:
- I hate being tickled. I will throw up on you, and then possibly junkpunch you for being a jerk
- I like to eat weird food, so if you have a hankering for haggis, I'm your girl.
- I had no nickname growing up. I am cool with that, so don't try to call me the Staceter or Stace-a-rooni or Spacey. Refer to highlight #1, with less vomit.
- I love my readers and live for the day that I see one of the tarot cards as a festive tattoo. Just not on the face since your job prospects may go down and I'll feel semi-responsible for feeding you.
It's go-time, new friends! Except the guy without a shirt on. You'll have to wait.
'Twas the night before zombies: A Christmas poem
Just a little kiss under the missing toe |
And all through the house
The zombies were waking
And chasing a mouse
Their stomachs were hungry
And needs were not met
They needed their brains
So in darkness they crept
Oh, they were quiet
And yes, they slipped by
But what to their questioning eye did they spy?
A round man so jolly, so fat and so tasty
They cared not a whit that his skin was so pasty
They snuck up behind him, ignoring the elves
The fat man was busy just loading up shelves
With sweetmeats and candies, with jars of fresh toes
It was then that the zombies came down in droves
How could they eat him? They fretted and pondered
Was it was bad manners to eat those who wandered?
One elf tried to warn him, to give him a sign
But too late was the signal, they were already in lineGet down with your bad elf, and happy holidays!
Stace
Time for an office makeover
My to-do list for 2014 is already growing:
But first this beast of an office needs a face lift. Right now, the space holds two full-sized desks, a smaller table, a bookcase, a grandma chair, two office chairs, and a loveseat. It's s'not that spacious in here, people.
- Connect more with my readers (the best part of this gig!)
- NF book proposals
- Short story subs
- More fiction -- MG and PB
- Writing conferences -- Have a favorite? Please tell me which ones in the comments
- More Ghoul Schools
- Book clubs
- Blogs: Guest posts
- Write more questionable zombie poetry
But first this beast of an office needs a face lift. Right now, the space holds two full-sized desks, a smaller table, a bookcase, a grandma chair, two office chairs, and a loveseat. It's s'not that spacious in here, people.
Choking on the toes
Image by Gemma Longman |
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