Showing posts from July, 2012

A Kindle Fire for your thoughts, a free ebook, and free money for charity, too.

This chicken says if you hold in your farts, your hair all stands on end. Really, I say. That's good to know.

This chicken says she's in love with me. You don't even know me, I say. Perhaps that's for the best, she agrees.

I tell this chicken she needs to cut down on the coffee. I can q-q-quit anytime, she says.

Stalked by Buses: #2, On the Street

Stalked by Buses: #1, In the Parking Garage

Sunset in Seabright

This bird says she can see my future. Not good, she says. Not good at all.

These birds say they should be in my book. Why, I ask? Because we're Beasts who are Walking Pretty. Cute, I say. Real freakin cute.

This bird says she wants to be in a film by Morgan Spurlock so she can show her karate moves. Spurlock eats chicken, I say. Not the ones that know karate, says she.

The new book cover for Beasts of the Walking City, coming out in August on Amazon...

This chicken swears she's John Malkovich on the inside. It gives me the creeps, because she has his eyes.

This chicken rocks out to Owl City, since we explained: they're not real owls.

These two are really excited about my next book. Great, I say, and only later do I remember: they also loved Danielle Steele.