ZOMBIE LUV FLASH FICTION CONTEST : SHE SMILED WITH THE LIPS OF THE DEAD

Thanks to Mia http://literaryjamandtoast.blogspot.com/2010/06/zombie-luv-flash-fic-contest-love-is.html I know of this flash fiction contest.

And what's so neat about that is I can enter without fearing I will win over Mia who let me in on this intriguing arena in the first place. Friends don't hurt friends.

You see, it has to be a love between two zombies. And my entry is between one zombie and one human. So I enter and still stay an old-school gentleman doing it.

Here it is {from an excerpt from my YA urban fantasy CAPTAIN OUTRAGEOUS} :


I sat with my back pressed against the tomb of Marie Laveau. Midnight was heavy in the humid air. Fingers of black fog weaved around me as if to leech the life from me.


I was not going to cry. I wasn't. I looked up at the dim stars. They blurred and bled down my cheeks. O.K. I lied. I was crying.


After years scuffling alone on the streets, I had finally found a friend. A creepy friend to be sure. But a friend. Now, I had screwed up and lost him. Sure, Captain Sam was undead. But who said friends had to be perfect?


I stiffened. Something all misty was oozing out of the tomb in front of me. It slowly took shape. I frowned. What the?


It was a girl. She looked to be my age : thirteen. But she was dressed up in a black Victorian style dress. She was kinda pretty ... if you were into undead girls.


She spoke as if her vocal chords were all rusty :


"Her lips were red, her looks were free,
Her locks were yellow as gold:
Her skin was as white as leprosy,
The Nightmare LIFE-IN-DEATH was she,
Who thicks man's blood with cold."


I jutted my right forefinger at her. "Coleridge! The Rhyme of the Ancient Mariner."


She took a step towards me, and leaves crackled under her foot. Uh, oh. She wasn't a ghost. She smiled. Red-smeared sharp teeth. Oh, great. A ghoul.



I smiled. I knew some really bad men. They had much more meat to them than a scrawny street kid like me.


She brushed back a stray lock of fine-spun gold from her solid black eyes. "You're aren't afraid?"


"Oh, I'm scared shitless."


She giggled and studied me. "But you see a way out for you, do you?"


I stumbled to my feet, spreading out my hands. "Hey, I'm Victor Standish. I always have a plan."


Those eyes seemed to be suddenly seeing me as more than a meal. "I am Alice, Victor. And just what is this plan of yours?"


I winked at her. "How would you like to add drug dealers to your diet, Alice?"


She glided to me faster than I thought she could, looping her arm through my right one. "I think this could be the beginning of a beautiful friendship."


I patted her cold, cold hand. "I think so, too."


I looked up at the face of shadows in the full moon. I smiled wide. I wasn't alone anymore.

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Now for the rest of you who might want to enter :

*Word count: maximum 1000

* The story must be a romance between two zombies. Make it as horrific as you like.

* Stories containing animal cruelty, torture, graphic sex or violence, any form of exaltation of violence, racism or other forms of prejudice will be immediately disqualified.

* Post your entry on your own blog, with a title resembling this: Zombie Luv Flash Fic Contest: Story Title

* Leave your story title and a link to the story entry post as a comment at mari's randomities: http://marisrandomities.blogspot.com/

* Copy and paste the contest logo and the guidelines at the end of your entry post.

Post Script :
Re My Post : HELL IS OTHER PEOPLE follow this link : http://www.thedailybeast.com/blogs-and-stories/2010-06-26/harriet-wasserman-literary-agent-scandal-and-ted-mooney/

2nd P.S. : Help Lisa K. with a lifelong dream. Let her explain :

"My unpublished novel, Heart of the City, is one of two novels competing in the finals of Dorchester Publishing’s Fresh Blood contest and the grand prize is a publishing contract with Dorchester's Leisure Horror imprint.

This is my dream, my ambition, my life-long goal.

So I’m asking for your help…

If you could take just a moment to vote in the contest, I’d be so grateful. Voting only takes a few seconds. It’s as simple as sending a blank email to freshblood@chizinepub.com with Fresh Blood Vote - Heart of the City in the subject line.

They will accept one vote per unique email address. Voting is open until July 14th at midnight EST."


And in keeping with the theme of my own Zombie Love contest :