All work unless otherwise specified is the product of the many minds of K. Allen. Plagiarizers will be shot and fed to Cthulhu.

I edited Chapter Two today. Chapter Two makes me laugh because it's the weird out of place chapter. It has nothing to do with Chapter One and nothing to do with Chapter Two. It's just a way of introducing my reader to what else is happening besides the whiny teenagers. XD.

It's nice to write an update about something nice and good for once.

Laters,
Kelle.

My flash drive with all my Zombie Days stuff on it just died. I am freaking out. Right now I am sending it off to get the data off it, hopefully. If not, I think I'll have a meltdown and a panic attack all at once.

I really would love to beat someone up right now, preferably the students who touched my stuff and kept jerking my flash drive out of computers they weren't allowed/supposed to touch.

How awesome is this? 

Too awesome.

w00t!

Goal for the day is 8,000 words.

*is amazed* This will be the first time in three attempts at NaNo for the win.

O M G.

How did this happen?

Someone messed with the computer I was working on and I just lost everything I just wrote.

I think I might cry.

*is attempting to replicate*

...


Help.

“Talking just gets in the way.”

Dylan pulled up the driveway towards her house and parked her new old piece of shit junk car out in front. She grabbed her bag from the passenger seat of the car, it caught on the car seat, but she yanked it, and the bag pulled free. Then she opened the driver’s side door, and lifted herself out of the car.

She walked up to the front door of her house from the car, bounded up the steps on to the porch really, and clasped the cold, frosty door knob with her right hand and tried to open the door. It would not budge. She tried the door again. Still nothing. She twisted her wrist this way and that way, but still the door would not open. The door was locked.

Dylan dug throughout her bag in search of her cell phone. She thrust her hand and grabbed at anything within reach of her fingers. Finally, her hand (grasped, circled around) a smooth, oblong, metal object: her cell phone. She jerked it out from her bag. Dylan let her bag drop from her hands, and let it plop down on the wooden deck beneath her feet. And, with her cell phone in hand, she dialed her mom’s cell phone number.

The phone rang. Once, twice, three times, it rang. Then, it rang all the way though to the voice mail.

“Hello, you have reached Phoebe Frazier; leave your name and number after the beep and I will do my best to return your call.”

Dylan hung up.

Damn, she thought, she was locked out again.

 Her dad was in [Astoria] visiting an old friend on vacation. She knew her mom was home. She had to be home. The lights were on and Dylan could hear the washing machine on in the garage, and the TV in the living room was on. She could see the reflection off of the glass insets on the doors from here.

She dialed her mom’s cell phone number again. No answer, still; it rang again all the way to voice mail.

Exactly what it says in the subject line: Oh My Fluffy Lord, I've turned Brian into a Captain Obvious.

Thing were pretty quiet in the car from then on, until Brian spoke up after a few minutes, “Hey, Dyl, is that a Libertyville squad car over there, by the side of the road on the edge of the grass?”

I blame the need for speed and word count.

XD

I really would love to wrestle my NaNo Novel to the ground and/or challenge it to a duel and shoot it in the foot. Oh, alas, when did zombie back story take over my novel? This second chapter is like a novel all on its own. Does it end? Please say yes, and please say soon.

Something good has come of this endless second chapter-ness.

It was dark, the stars twinkling above them, and it was so cold outside, Howard could see his own breath [like frost] carving veins out of the dark.

Sleep is for babies.

I wish I was a baby.

Is it really only day two?

Good grief, Charlie Brown.

That's right, NaNoWriMo has come to town, and yes, once again, and for the third time, I am participating. The lovely banner which I have posted above is by et13_icons .

This is my NaNo Journal and Zombie Days is my attempt at a win.

If you are not sure what Zombie Day is about, here is the synopsis from my NaNo profile.

Two high school seniors, Dylan and Brian, witness their hometown being attacked and taken over by a zombie hoard. Armed with The Zombie Survival Guide: Complete Protection from the Living Dead, The Worst-Case Scenario Survival Handbook and the keys to Brian's Dad's Thunderbird they set out into the wilderness on a quest to save their city.

The first synopsis of Zombie Days I ever wrote.

My main characters are Dylan Frazier and Brian Merritt. They are best friends and have been since forever. Dylan is loud, blonde, and sarcastic. Brian is shy, geeky, though with Dylan he is much more outgoing. Dylan comes from a family of Irish/Scot/Viking alcoholics. Brian's mom is a cookie cutter replica of June Cleaver (Leave It to Beaver) and his dad is more interested in cars than what his son wants. As long as Brian gets good grades, he is ignored by his father. Brian is also has a mad crush on the star lacrosse player, Marshall. Though only Dylan knows of it. The duo have a third member to complete a Three Musketeers, Sasha, who is of polish/ukranian descent, I think 2nd generation. But she moved a few towns over a few summers back. With Sasha, they make horrible eastern block jokes.

Well, Dylan and Brian managed to steal Brian's dad's Thunderbird and race off to find out if the rest of country is under the same attack. They end up coming across Nick, a fireman/paramedic, who has a slight case of amnesia. His father is a senator. So that's fun.

current wordcount: 3,799

I'm just a little bit blackened today. I wrote a full eight pages of Prague in my notebook, but I've been so swamped that I haven't got the chance to type it up. Blargg.

Also, there is a back story to why I titled Prague the way I did. Prague means never having to say your sorry for throwing people out a window. On a side note, in my Honors History Class, my sophomore year of high school, I was part of a group whose video project included our version of Defenestration of Prague, which undoubtably was us throwing a dummy off of my best friend's roof.

But, soon, and for the rest of your life, there will be more Prague. I really hope this stuff actually helps when Zombie Days goes Nano.

So, yes, Zombie Days is going to be my NaNo this year. I got really bored one night and made a bunch of banner stuff for it.

( Check 'em out! )

I've also got a picture of what Dylan's golden retriever Abigail looks like.

As always, for Sam, because I can has zombies.

The Defenestration of Prague
A Zombie Days mess

Family can be whatever you want it to be.
– A Home at the End of the World



( O M G. I am covered in writerly goo.  )

 

I amaze even myself. Part 3 is finished, first draftsies, anyway. And, I started on Part 4.

This one is a long one compared to the rest.

The Defenestration of Prague
A Zombie Days mess

Family can be whatever you want it to be.
– A Home at the End of the World




Part #4. Phone-A-Friend // Coming Soon!

This started off as a little glimpse into the lives of my characters from Zombie Days and blew up in my face, really. I've split it up, so I can post it properly in logical segments. Watch out for foul language.

The Defenestration of Prague
A Zombie Days mess

Family can be whatever you want it to be.
– A Home at the End of the World





#3. Down to the Dirt of It // Coming Soon!

ciao,
Kelle.

These are all written for little_red_book. *grins* I thought I'd start compiling my Zombie Days word-vomitness here.

This is the first ficlet I wrote, all from Marshall's POV.



This one is sort of a companion piece to Farm Invasion. But, basically, it's just a slice of what it's Brian's head.





I can't believe I write this stuff.

This is an el-jay regarding a novel in progress - Zombie Days. Basically, it is about a group of high-schoolers in a smallish mid-west-ish town. This town is invaded by zombies. Mass chaos ensues.

My main characters are Dylan Frazier and Brian Merritt. They are best friends and have been since forever. Dylan is loud, blonde, and sarcastic. Brian is shy, geeky, though with Dylan he is much more outgoing. Dylan comes from a family of Irish/Scot/Viking alcoholics. Brian's mom is a cookie cutter replica of June Cleaver (Leave It to Beaver) and his dad is more interested in cars than what his son wants. As long as Brian gets good grades, he is ignored by his father. Brian is also has a mad crush on the star lacrosse player, Marshall. Though only Dylan knows of it. The duo have a third member to complete a Three Musketeers, Sasha, who is of polish/ukranian descent, I think 2nd generation. But she moved a few towns over a few summers back. With Sasha, they make horrible eastern block jokes.

Well, Dylan and Brian managed to steal Brian's dad's Thunderbird and race off to find out if the rest of country is under the same attack. They end up coming across Nick, a fireman/paramedic, who has a slight case of amnesia. His father is a senator. So that's fun.

Also, evil plot bunnies have surfaced about post-Zombie Days stuff when Marshall and Dylan are federal agents who work for a department founded by Nick's Senator dad. Also,  Brian is the senator's senior aide.

And, I have likeness pictures.

Brian



Dylan



Sasha