Ta daa! TL; DR: A Redditwriters Mixtape is finally available on Amazon! Head on over to get your copy, and please, please leave reviews (especially if you like it) and spread the word. All proceeds go to charity, so the more people who buy it, the better.
And yes, there will soon be a print version on Createspace. We’re having some difficulties on the technical end of things, so expect that in a few days.
News news news! The past few months, I’ve been co-editing an anthology of stories and poetry with a whole bunch of fine people. And today, we have a release date! The anthology will be available as of March 30th, via Amazon.com and Createspace.com. Here’s a bit more info.
All proceeds will go to Doctors Without Borders, so please, grab a copy and spread the word!
A little bit of silliness to start the day:
I was researching proper punctuation with quotation marks, and found these examples:
Bob snorted and said, “I don’t believe in zombies”―right before thirty of them emerged from the tunnel.
Her favorite song was “Gangnam Style”; she spent weeks trying to learn the dance.
Kind of mundane, in the end. I think they could be spruced up a bit:
Bob snorted and said, “I don’t believe in zombies”―right before thirty of them emerged from the tunnel. Their favorite song was “Gangnam Style,” and they had spent weeks trying to learn the dance.
I’m envisioning a gaggle of K-pop-loving undead eager to come out to the world. They decide the best way to do so would be to put together a group choreography, maybe get it filmed and put online in the hopes it’ll go viral, so they work it out and practice and practice and practice, making sure to get all the steps just right. They even find the perfect rehearsal space—a cold, underground room off an abandoned tunnel, where they won’t disturb anyone or be disturbed themselves, and where decomposition will be limited. They work hard, and finally, after weeks, they’re ready to emerge and show the world what they’ve got. And then, when they do, what happens? People like Bob are stunned and everyone thinks there’s a zombie outbreak and panics.
Those poor, rotting souls.