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Confessions and Passions of a Compulsive Writer

Monday, January 24, 2011

Top Ten Signs That You Might Want A Zombie Plan

10. Your friends get the wrong idea when you invite them over for dinner.

9. You can no longer use the phrase "bite me" with impunity.

8. Your boss starts calling you "Snack."

7. One of your neighbors asks if you'll be part of his food storage.

6. Crossbows show up in store fronts beside the umbrellas.

5. The late night calls involving moaning aren't what they used to be.

4. Mr. Fluffy Doodlekins is crapping in your yard again despite being dead for two years.

3. Your mall has zombie escape routes posted and has preboarded-up the doors and windows for your convenience.

2. You now know how many crossbow bolts it takes to stop a girl scout from "munching on your cookies."

1. I made it to the second round for the Zombie Survival Crew's anthology.


  1. Oh snaps. I better work on my zombie plan.


  2. What a fun post! So glad Juliette pointed me your way. All the best.

  3. Ashe, yeah you better! Mine is still the standard "trip anyone slower than me" plan, but it's always worked for me in the past.

    Piper, thanks! The MC in the story I'm revising right now is named Piper... LOL. Your name threw me for a second.

  4. Hooray!

    I'm so dead if there's a zombie uprising. Can't run, can't shoot, can't fight. I might as well just jump off a roof and get it over with... *sigh*

  5. I KNEW yours would do well :D *happy dance!*

    And yeah, I'm not much of a planner... I have poor aim due to impaired depth perception... I run a mile in about twenty minutes... might as well call me zombie snack-food.

    I'm good at hiding and being quiet, maybe that'll buy me some time?

  6. That's why Fluffy Doodlekins keeps coming back! Ha!

    I love your header picture. Those fuzzy caterpillars always make me smile--and the ladybug--funny!

  7. Miriam, don't jump off a roof! You can still be used for bait. I mean... err... we all love you and need you.

    Diana, that's your only chance to hide... and stay away from those who might trip you to increase their chances of survival.

    Jill, Fluffy Doodlekins is just like that. Thanks for the header love. One of my sisters once told me she wants that painting after I die... but I wasn't sure how to take that. In the meantime, it's hanging on the wall in front of me and up in my blog. (That's not acknowledging you get my painting when I die, Jaime, for the record!!!!)