Over at insideadog, Maureen Johnson is putting to the test the theory that all books are made better with a zombie.
And you're invited! Transform a work of existing literature by adding a zombie. You might even win a prize...
O ZOMBIE! my Zombie! our fearful trip is done;
Our bodies weather'd every whack, the brains we sought are nom nom nom;
Our lunch is near, the bells I hear, the people all screaming,
While follow eyes the zombie reel, our onslaught grim and daring:
But O brains! brains! brains!
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck my dinner lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
5 comments:
Funny! Is make Whitman even gooder.
If only one could make a living putting zombies in everything . . .
Justine
I think that's ingenious Lili
Hah! This is genious, Lilliputian, even better than 'In My Pants.'
(Ps - why does zombie me have to be such a damn overactor? Although at least Zombie Jelly does not look as bad as Gymkhana Jelly. PAH.)
Maureen's zombie competition is over, so I thought I'd put my entry here. It cannibalises Lord of the Flies and makes the zombie a passive character, which I think is softer, and exposes the vulnerable side of the undead...
The rock struck the zombie with a glancing blow from chin to knee; the conch exploded into a thousand white fragments and ceased to exist. The zombie, saying nothing, with no time even for a grunt, traveled through the air sideways from the rock, turning over as it went. The rock bounced twice and was lost in the forest. The zombie flew forty feet and landed on its back across the square red rock in the sea. Its head opened up and stuff came out and turned red. The zombie's arms and legs twitched a bit, like pig's after it had been killed. Then the sea breathed again a long,slow sigh, the water boiled white and pink over the rock; and when it went sucking back again, the body of the zombie was gone.
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