Welcome to Booked & Loaded’s stop on the Perseverance (A Zombie Tale) by James Lacey Virtual Book Tour! I really have to say that this is probably the most fun I have EVER had posting a book tour stop. I mean, how could you not be entertained by a spoof of Call Me Maybe done Zombie style! It is also a complete honor to be James’ first
HEY! Get your mind out of the gutter!! GUEST POST!!
First – I am going to start off with James Lacey’s parody of Call Me Maybe. If you are a follower of Booked & Loaded I am sure you have noticed that #1 – I love Zombies and #2 – I love music almost as much as I love books. This parody is perfect!
It’s a Zombie Baby video spoof:
~Guest Post by James Lacey~
Publishing my first Novel…a surreal experience.
For my first guest blog experience (very exciting J ) I wanted to take some time to share with you how I felt about publishing my first book.
After a three-year process of writing/editing/querying, it finally happened. About a month ago I received a short email from my editor, Mitchel, at 23 House. The book would be on sale as of Sunday, October 9th. In my excitement I launched a hurried thank you response, then returned my attention to the task at hand. You see, when I’m not writing I’m working with special needs students and adults, and I’m studying behavior analysis.
I didn’t think much of it at first. I went about the business of contacting friends and family who had been waiting for my book for as long as I had been talking about it. I called my friend and said the promo spoof we shot and planned to put on YouTube to drive traffic to my website needed to be finished as soon as possible. I called my mother and listened to her tear up on the other end of the line. Then I called my grandmother, the woman who inspired me to read, and consequently to write, and thanked her. She didn’t know why just yet why I was thanking her, and wouldn’t until I delivered a copy of the book to her a few days later. I was excited about what was happening, but the idea that it was over, that the book as on sale, still hadn’t hit me.
Then that Sunday came. I went online, straight to Amazon, though this was not out of the ordinary as I frequent Amazon often. I typed in the title and my name. There it was. Perseverance, by James Lacey. It was exciting seeing it there, but I still couldn’t wrap my head around how I felt. I clicked to order a few copies and even the digital version for my Kindle. But even that didn’t really bring out the emotion yet. I had spent years looking at digital versions of my book. This wasn’t that different.
No, it wasn’t until I came home from work and found a UPS box on my porch a few days later that the idea had finally taken root in my head. I picked it up slowly and walked it into my home office, placing it on the desk. Then I went about my normal routine of reading the rest of the mail and feeding my two cats. It was almost like I was afraid.
Finally, I worked up the courage to go into my office, sit down and open the box. Three copies of Perseverance were there. I picked the top copy up slowly, felt its weight in my hands, turned it over and saw my picture on the back. It was after I opened the cover (still slowly), then the first couple of pages, past the excerpt from the Bible I use to set the tone (Joel 2:1-3), to the first few lines of the story, that it finally hit me. I did it. I published a novel.
In that moment, when I realized my goal of publishing had been accomplished, a tear came to my eye. I absolutely could not have done it without the support of my family, friends and colleagues, and that tear was for them, thanking them for all of their support.
Don’t worry. I gave them a signed copy too ;)
~Blurb & Info~
It didn’t happen the way it was supposed to…
I am a teacher. At least, I was before it all happened, before I was forced to survive. I taught social studies at the high school. I was also the coach of the school’s successful debate team. It was a cold Saturday in January when I heard the first rumor of trouble…
You know, pop culture had defined the zombie apocalypse time and time again, all coming from the minds of horror writers, film producers, and video game designers. Who knew that when it really happened, it wouldn’t be anything like they all predicted. Oh sure, the dead reanimated, and they were certainly hungry for living flesh…but what were the mysterious red-eyes, zombies that moved faster than their stumbling counterparts and seemed to not only communicate, but to exert some kind of control over the others.
~About the Author~
James Lacey lives in the Pocono Mountains of Northeastern Pennsylvania. When not writing, he works with disabled adults and children as a paraprofessional and Special Olympics coach. James also enjoys hiking, camping and watching football.
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