Dead Love: Zombie Rant #2

If I didn’t already feel like a zombie, today would certainly push me over the edge. I’m dragging around after a day of sifting through the good and the bad at BEA. I don’t know if the stats say “up” or “down,” but I’d say attendance was good and the energy on the part of the attendees was high. I can’t say that about the exhibitors, though. What a bunch of ghouls. If the industry is moribund, they should look to their own doom and gloom attitudes. “Oh, been there, done that; it’s all over.” Wear a sandwich sign saying, “The end is near!” for death’s sake, and then stick out your tin cup.

That said, I do want to crack a corn-cob zombie grin and give a crooked little wave to the zombie-loving mob who turned out in full force. You don’t want to turn in to them (the aforementioned, see paragraph #1) and with good reason. What a jolly (as in Jolly Roger) group those zombie adherents are. I think they know where the dull, shuffling, brain eating, throng is headed and they don’t want to be there. They kept the DEAD LOVE line packed and picked up a bit of our zombie swag. The buttons are great, Stone Bridge Press, and the T-shirts rock.  A whole lot of free advance copies were given out and hopefully some of the new friends visit the blog and weigh in with comments now and then.

As for BookExpo America, if you weren’t there you might have missed something, but not as much as some of the folks who were there. They are clearly missing the point.

My favorite BEA discovery (besides the DEAD LOVE lovers): Keith Richards has a new book coming out in October called, Life.

—Erin Orison, DEAD LOVE/The Daily Slice


zombie art courtesy of Bart Frescura, copyright Bart Frescura

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