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Cara is a casual blogger ( http://caralunell.blogspot.com/ ), slightly misanthropic law student, and extreme horror enthusiast with a soft spot for zombies and souled vampires. ______________________________________________________ Holding Out For a (Zombie) Hero Zombies can never be heroes. If you think about it, zombies are the ultimate villain, be it in literature, graphic novels, movies, or video games ( Zombies Ate My Neighbors will always be a personal favorite of mine). And really, they are the perfect villain for a lot of reasons. They are unbelievably strong, one bite or scratch is infectious, and their sole purpose is to feed on human flesh. They were designed to be the bad guy, and they play the role perfectly. The zombie genre has come back in full force in recent years: Shaun of the Dead, Zombieland, Resident Evil, The Walking Dead, Pride & Prejudice & Zombies …the list can go on. Recently, it struck me that this resurgence of zombies in pop culture is just that...

Hi everyone! The following piece is part of a very fledgling series on my blog Jon’s Line of Sight called “Sit Down, We’re Not Going Anywhere,” which deals with movies you must watch again and again, to the point of delaying better activities if said film is encountered unexpectedly, such as on basic cable. For Zombiepalooza, it seems like a great time to write one up for my favorite zombie movie of all time. As a bit of a formality, SPOILERS MAY FOLLOW… _____________________________________________________ You’ve Got Red on You: How Modern Life Parallels Shaun of the Dead Have you ever taken a look at your life when you’re in the middle of a workday? Most of the time we shuffle along in our daily routines, blindly pursuing the next waypoint in an ever-repeating loop. Get up earlier than you’d really care to, so you can get on the road with enough spare time to sit in slow traffic, all for the pleasure of spending the next 8-10 hours in whatever corporate-funded cell you’re requi...

The creator of the fantabulous Zombiepalooza logos, Glendon Haddix, has made a quick zombie comic strip. As a comic aficionado, I'm pretty stoked about this one. For more information about Glendon Haddix and his creations, please check out: www.streetlightgraphics.com While you're at it, you might want to check out his wife, author T. L. Haddix's site with info about her series: www.tlhaddix.com You might want to zoom in to read the text. The perimeters of my blog didn't allow me to make it any bigger, but the story's worth zooming in for. Trust me.  Without further ado, here's the comic:

Today we get a guestblog from Chris Kelly .  He authored Matilda Raleigh: Invictus , as well as runs Dun Scaith Publishing . He's on Twitter (follow @Indiechris ), and to top it off, he lives in England. ________________________________________________________ They say that a picture is worth a 1000 words.  Demon. I don’t need a thousand words, just one, because demons come with a picture all their own. If you’ve ever seen Legend, you’ll know the image I mean. Massive. Red. Big teeth. Black horns. Sardonic expressions. Interesting eyebrows.  Demon. It’s the image of Satan, Lord of the Demons in the Christian mythology. It’s interesting to note that Satan was the most loved and revered of the angels, the highest of the host of heaven, before going bad.  This blog post is about demons. It’s also part of the blog tour promoting my newly released novel, Matilda Raleigh: Invictus. Invictus is a steampunk sword and sorcery cross-over, so you’re probably wondering why I t...

Today's guest blog is one of my personal favorites because it's about me. Just kidding. It's not really about me, but I am in it, and it is a true story. It comes from my roommate and platonic lifemate Eric J. Goldman as he regales you with the tale of how an angry ghost trapped us.  _______________________________________________ The night was dark, almost as dark as my soul. (Not really, but I wanted a good opening line....the night was probably about 1/3 as my dark as my soul.) Some friends and I (including the fabulous Amanda Hocking, whose blog you're currently visiting) were going to see the non-hit film White Noise starring Michael Keaton, because for some reason we thought it looked REALLY good. After leaving the theater, we found out that it was actually REALLY bad, but it gave us an idea. You see, at the time we were a quite rambunctious set of adolescents, and we were meddling with the supernatural via Ouija board. The thrill of this was starting to die dow...

Zombieaplooza's guestblog today comes from Jeff Bryan , author of Jenny Pox , Helix , and Dominion . He offers a new take on the debate between old-school slow zombies and the new hyper speed modern ones. A giveaway for e-copies of Jenny Pox follows after his guestblog...   ______________________________________________________ As someone who loathes jogging, I'm starting to feel a little unprepared for the zombie apocalypse. It wasn't always this way. Once upon a time, all you needed to do was hook up with some survivors, find a good solid building, and board up the windows. The biggest problem was deciding who had to kill that sweet little girl with the nasty zombie bite. If you ran into a zombie, you just aimed for the head. You had plenty of time to line up your shot while the zombie dragged and shuffled toward you. No more. Zombies are getting faster every year. You knew it would happen. Americans are just too impatient to turn into the traditional, sluggish wal...

Hello Zombiepalooza! First off I would like the thank Amanda for having me here to talk about Zombies. I have decided to focus on Zombies in movies and television because I am a huge TV/movie junkie. I have picked a few movies and TV shows that I will focus on and have put a classification to the zombie that is featured in each. The Revengeful Zombie : If you have ever watched the TV show Supernatural in Season 2 there was an episode called Children Shouldn’t Play With Dead Things . In this episode, the best friend of the zombie - she died in a horrible car accident decides to bring her back to life and is she ever pissed at her boyfriend and her best friend. Her boyfriend was cheating on her with her best friend. I would be pissed too. Boy did she ever get her revenge on these two. I would not want to be on a zombie’s “must get revenge on” list. I’m sure the zombie would make sure I felt whatever pain I caused them and times it by 10. Not a nice way to die. But then again when we are ...

Edie Ramer , author of the paranormal romance Cattitude , answers the age old question about who would win in a fight - cat or zombie?  She's also donating TWO e-copies of her book for the a giveaway! More info on the giveaway follows the blog...  _ ____________________________________________________ I love my cat so much I wrote a book about her. She’s a sweetheart with me, but she’s got another side. She’s a great hunter and when she spies a mouse, you can bet that mouse won’t be living for long. She killed one already last week. I saw her playing with a mouse as I was typing, the mouse flying in the air, then it would fall to the carpet, and then she would send it flying again. I thought it was her toy and remember thinking she hadn’t played with it for a while and that the squeak wasn’t working. It was only later that day, when I spotted it on its side in the hallway, that I realized it was real and it was dead. While I’d been revising my ms. (fittingly titled Dead...

Disguises By LC Glazebrook http://lcglazebrook.blogspot.com October is made for masks. And I love it. That’s why I can be sweet, relatively innocent L.C. Glazebrook here at Zombiepoolaza and simultaneously be the creepy old Digger over at Bookgasm . I can be a fairy or a zombie, a creature or a clown, and all I have to do is change my mind. And a little make-up. October is for the kid inside us, and the monster inside us. The angel inside us, or the demon. It’s all play, and it’s all safe. I’d rather risk the legendary apple in the razor blade any night over watching a silly ball descend in Times Square on New Year’s Eve with 100,000 drunken strangers, muggers, and celebrities packed onto fifty square feet of real estate. Those of us who still love the world of imagination (which I’ll bet includes you, or you wouldn’t be reading this) are always eager to try out a new role or revisit some past persona. All it takes is slipping on a mask and dreaming, wishing, wanting. Some people lose ...

I’m Zoe Winters, and I’m a Monster Minimizer. I’m one of those people who decided things that go bump in the night should be turned into sexy fantasy material. For this reason, I don’t write zombies. I haven’t figured out how to make them sexy yet. Which is probably for the best because Amanda might come hunt me down. Zombies are probably the only monster that is safe from me and most of us that write paranormal romance. Vampires, demons, werewolves... those I’ll turn into heroes. I blame Buffy for this sexy monster fixation. Before Buffy, I thought vampires were icky. They’re dead for God’s sake. And pale. And they drink blood. Just eww. But then came Spike and Angel, and I thought.... hmmm vampires can be a little sexy. Okay, truth time... by the time Spike showed up on the screen I thought vampires can be a lot sexy. Since then we’ve had all sorts of pop-culture vampires that have been significantly less icky than Nosferatu. Dracula 2000 with Gerard Butler. Yummy. Damon and Stefan (...

It's a Zombiepalooza double feature - a guest post and a giveaway! Zombiepalooza's very first guest blog comes from  Robert J. Duperre, along with a  signed paperback of his novel The Fall ! Giveaway info follows after his article... _________________________________________________________ Facing the Beast Why we need monsters in our lives I was a very frightened child. Every creak in the dark, every bug I saw crawling over the windowsill, every thought of never seeing my parents again, filled me with a paralyzing sense of dread. I was prone to high fevers and nightmares I would wake screaming from. Even certain episodes of Sesame Street would send me into a cacophony of tears and petrified mumbles. At one point I remember walking into the living room when my younger sister – who was no more than four at the time – sat alone watching the old Twilight Zone movie. It was toward the end of the John Lithgow vignette, the one with a gremlin on the wing of an airplane. What...