More Zombie Love with Author Stacey Jay

With Pet Monster locked safely in his office fighting zombies in Left4Dead while I listen on, taking copious mental notes for the upcoming zombie apocalypse, today’s just an undead kind of Sunday. In keeping with the rising dead / crawling out of the cemetery theme, I’m here to show a little love for Stacey Jay’s third book of YA zombie goodness, just out last month: My So-Called Death. I know you’re not supposed to judge books by their covers, but I just have to say… any chick who can rock a bright pink beret like that one deserves our respect!

Speaking of deserving respect, Stacey is ka-razy prolific. This is actually her third visit to the blog to chat about her books. You can check out the earlier interviews to learn about her first YA novel, You Are So Undead to Me, and her second, Undead Much?. Now, on to the new stuff!

About My So Called Death

Just because you don’t have a pulse doesn’t mean you can’t be perky.

One second, freshman Karen Vera’s on top of the most fabulous cheer pyramid ever. The next, she’s lying on the pavement with seriously unflattering cranial damage. Freakishly alive without a pulse, Karen learns that she’s a genetically undead zombie.

Suddenly, Karen’s non-life is an epic disaster. She’s forced to attend a boarding school for the “death-challenged,” her roommate is a hateful wannabe-Goth weirdo, and she’s chowing down on animal brains every day to prevent rot (um, ew?). Even worse, someone is attacking students and harvesting their brains for a forbidden dark ritual. And it might be the hottest guy at DEAD High, the one who makes Karen’s non-beating heart flutter!

Armed with a perky smile and killer fashion sense, it’s up to Karen to track down the brain snatcher and save her fellow students from certain zombie death.

Perky, well-dressed zombies? I don’t know about the cheerleaders in your high school, but when I think back to the ones in mine… hmmm. Yeah. Maybe the undead and certain cheerleaders1 have more in common than I originally thought. Guess I’ll have to check out Stacey Jay’s My So-Called Death to find out!

Congrats on another release, Stacey!

1. Except for the former high school cheerleaders I’m Facebook friends with now. You guys were totally not zombies. It was those other ones.