Super-fun news, everybody!!  Stacey Jay and I just launched a new blog called “Zombies in Tiaras!”  Stacey is a fellow Arkansan who writes YA too!  Which is very cool because SHE’S very cool.  Check out her first YA, which was just released by Razorbill:  

Megan Berry is a Zombie Settler by birth, which means she’s part-time shrink to a whole bunch of semi-dead people with killer issues. All Megan really wants is to go to homecoming, but when you’re trailed by a bunch of slobbering corpses whenever you leave the house, it’s kinda hard to score a date. Let’s just say Megan’s love life could use some major resuscitation.

Megan’s convinced her life can’t get any worse – until someone in school starts using black magic to turn average, angsty Undead into scary, hardcore flesh-eating Zombies. Now it’s up to Megan to stop the Zombie apocalypse. Her life – and more importantly, the homecoming dance – depends on it.

Sounds awesome doesn’t it?  That’s because it is.  Really.  And Megan’s zombie adventures are going to continue in “Undead Much,” coming early 2010.  And Stacey has ANOTHER zombie book “Boy Eats Girl,” that will be released by Flux in the Spring of 2010.

So, Stacey is the zombie part and I’m the tiara part.  Which duh–you probably already figured out. 🙂

This week we’re reviewing Oscar fashions.  Stop by and join the discussion! www.zombiesintiaras.blogspot.com

Fifteen-year-old Megan is a Zombie Settler by birth, which means she’s part-time shrink to a bunch of dead people with a whole lot of issues.

Micol Ostow’s fab new Bradford Prep series has just launched and she’s having a month long blog party to celebrate!!  This series is SO fun.  Really.  Go to www.bradfordprep.com and you’ll see what I’m talking about.  It’s great.  I’m so jealous.  But in a good way!

Anyway, tomorrow I’m going to be one of the featured “Awesome Authors” on the blog bash, so please check it out! 

I recently spent almost a week imprisoned in my house with alternately–no electricity, no heat, no phone, and no Internet.  It was like a preview of what hell might be like.

Oh, don’t get me wrong–it was fun for a little while.  The novelty and all that.  But after reading ALL of New Moon and half of Eclipse out loud to my daughter, the novelty started wearing off.  And I started thinking about slitting my wrists.   

Because there’s only so long you can endure being in one room with your husband, child, and a chihuahua without freaking out.  Nothing against said husband, child, or chihuahua.  It wasn’t their fault.  But there is such a thing as too much togetherness. 

Check out some of the trees in our yard. 

It was the “worst ice storm in our area’s history.”

Check out the above-mentioned chihuahua looking disgusted at still being expected to urinate outside even though it’s 19 degrees.

I would never have made it back in the olden days.  Which I already knew, but this experience just reaffirmed it.  I’m too  weak, too dependent on modern comforts.  It’s sad, really.  But I’ll get over it.