My attention span is getting shorter than my length of time between pees, so I’m going to distract you with the fantastic-ness that people send me.
First, the cute. Patty Punker gave me this. I was going to originally wait and snap a pic with Paul in it, but based on those latest photos of THE OVERLORD, I thought perhaps we’d just go ahead and enjoy the onesie sans outtakes from horror films.
Well that’s too hard to read, ain’t it? Let me embiggen it for you.
Second, the funny. It seems all my vagina talk is starting to wear off on the normally demure Melissa. I need to host a cocktail party STAT so I can whip these bad boys out. Maybe I’ll wait until I can drink, too. Damnit Paul, GET OUT ALREADY.
Lastly, the awesome. I’m not sure how I didn’t know until last night that this book existed, but now it’s like a whole new world has opened up before me and I’m pretty sure I’m not going to be able to get anything else done until I’ve rabidly consumed every page of this thing. Of course it was a gift from the girl that is currently banging my little brother. I like her. AND she bakes.
From the dust jacket:
Which is better, the zombie or the unicorn?
JUSTINE LARBALESTIER says that zombies are our own waking deaths. Funny, grim, and terrifying, they cannot be escaped. Unicorns are sparkly and pastel and fart rainbows.
HOLLY BLACK says that unicorns are healers, arbiters of justice, and, occasionally, majestic man-killers. Zombies drool and shed and probably carry disease.
Some of today’s finest writers have chosen their side, creating dazzling stories about both creatures. So read on, and decide for yourself:
ARE YOU TEAM ZOMBIE OR TEAM UNICORN?
And this is what the book cover looks like underneath the dust jacket:
Is anybody else panting with excitement? There’s a chapter entitled “The Care and Feeding of Your Baby Killer Unicorn!” Doesn’t that seem more pertinent to my situation than…say…plowing through another chapter of “What to Expect the First Year?” Yeah, that’s what I thought, too.