So, you read the review...not it is time to meet the person who created the work. So, hopefully you have picked up your own copy, and now you can discover some of the "hows" and "whys" straight from the mouth (or pixels as it were) of the creator as she stops in for a visit during here whirlwind Blog Tour...
HOW “ZOMBIFIED” WAS
BORN!
BY LYRA MCKEN
When
asked to discuss how I came up with the concept and story line for my novel
Zombified, I had to think back. I had to think of where I was mentally when the
idea formed. I had been annoying my family and boyfriend for weeks talking
about the Zombie Apocalypse. My Dad would say something about, "If the
economy doesn't do something then we are in for it." That isn't exactly
what he said, my father doesn't speak like that, but for the sake of this
article that is what he said. I would respond with, "The Zombies will take
over!"
As
annoyed as my family was, I was fascinated with Zombies and why they enthralled
our culture so. I begin to think how would you feel if you knew you were going
to start eating people and rotting away? Cassie started to form in my mind. She
was a young girl with a bright future, derailed by a disease and the end of
life as she knew it. I then started thinking, what if Zombies actually could
communicate and had a purpose with their constant wondering around. Slopar was
born, my idea of the Zombie language. I pictured Cassie talking to someone
about her life as she snacked on him and wrote the beginning.
After
this I started thinking, what if you bit your crush? I had to give Cassie a
gorgeous guy, figure out how to get them alone, and let her ruin it with her
soon-to-be-dead tendencies. I really enjoyed writing the novel. I wanted to
explore the thoughts of the partially infected, and what would happen when they
met up and tried to fight the desire to feed as the infection spread. I hope
people enjoy reading Zombified as
much as I enjoyed writing it. Thanks for taking a trip into my mind.
How about a sneak peak for those of you still deciding on whether or not you want to grab your own copy...
“Cassie, wake
up.” He stood back up over me as I sat up and rubbed my eyes.
I noticed that Ted was not with him, and he looked
defeated as he sat down on the floor beside me. I crawled over to wrap my arms
around him, and he looked surprised at first but then he put his arm around me
and we were silent for a little while.
“We are going to have to move soon.” Brett was
speaking quietly as he rubbed my arm. “He knows where we are, so when he wakes
up, he may come for us. I was too late to help him.”
I did not know how long Brett had been gone, but I
assumed by his tone that he had found his friend in very bad shape. It scared
me that if he turned into one of them then he would know where we were. I
sighed as I leaned my head on Brett’s shoulder. Something struck me as odd as I
inhaled his scent. I thought that he smelled tasty.
Tasty! I was alarmed. He smelled good, but tasty was
not something that should describe my crush. Something bad was happening to me,
and I could keep trying to fight it, but as I glanced at my finger, I knew in
the back of my mind it was only going to get worse.
He was looking at me while I was having all these
thoughts, and he was too close for comfort. He smiled as he took my face in his
hands and brought his lips to mine. It was everything I had hoped for in our
first kiss. There were fireworks, and my whole body felt alive. I allowed him
to ease me down onto the tarp and welcomed his body weight on top of me. This
felt right and I wanted him all over me just like this. I had dreamed of this
moment countless times and it was finally happening.
Our kisses became more urgent, and he moved one hand
down to slide up my shirt. I heard a low growl come from somewhere within me.
Something wasn’t right. It happened very quickly, but before I knew it, I had
reared back and bitten into his chin hard. He cried out in severe pain, and
tried to push me off of him, but I was latched on. I felt the skin break in my
mouth, and felt my hunger as I ripped the skin away from his face. When I
realized what I had done, I was horrified.
I stood back thinking of how I could remedy the
situation. He sat there with blood pouring from his face and a hurt look in his
eyes. All I could think of was one word: tasty. I had to get out of there. What
the hell had I done? How many times had I pictured my lips near his, and I
manage to get them there by biting his face off? I had to get as far away from
him as possible. I ran out the entrance and into the school hall. Tears were
streaming down my cheeks as I contemplated where to go. I was changing into one
of those monsters.
I had literally bitten my crush’s face off!
Lyra McKen (aka, Emily
Walker) resides in the mountains of North Carolina. She lives on top of a
mountain quite literally with her other half of nine years and her fur baby,
Rebel. After a couple of jobs ghost writing for other successful authors she
embarked on her own journey to write a novel.
LYRA
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