The fabulous ZAP Warmaster Anna Meade discovered an awesome advert the other day. It’s definitely geared toward women, but I think you male ZAP Warriors will still get something out of it. As for me, my brain did a fist pump.
This is excellent motivation. And you know what is also excellent motivation?
I’ve been having trouble sleeping lately. I am a very light sleeper, and I’ve been woken up every night, multiple times per night, for the last week. I can’t remember the last time I slept more than 4 hours in a row, and that’s being generous.
Last night, my sleep-deprived brain made zombies.
Most people would call dreams about the start of the zombie apocalypse “nightmares.”
Mine are always badass.
In my dreams, I’m always part of the surviving crew as the world crumbles around us. Last night’s dream was eerie because it took place at the very nexus of the apocalypse’s beginning.
In the beginning of the dream, I was at a wedding reception. The bride (and before you panic, Anna, NO, it was NOT you!) was feeling sickly. I’d already seen two zombies and taken them down. And when I saw the bride, I knew she was turning.
I dreamed I had to kill the bride at a wedding because she was turning into a zombie. And she wasn’t the only one — fully half of the wedding party had to be put down. I had my dual short swords and sliced through them. How they all bit each other, I have no idea. Maybe a kinky bachelor/bachelorette party.
The best thing about dreams when you are on the verge of exhaustion is the clarity. I remember that my swords weren’t very sharp. And I had to saw through some zombie spines.
This could be us. At any moment.
I woke up with a renewed sense of purpose for ZAP. And not a little hunting for zombie gore on my hands. I had to defend my home against zombies. My husband wasn’t there for whatever reason. I hope that reason wasn’t that he’d already been zombiefied.
So as the friendly neighbourhood Chieftain of the ZAP Warband, I wanted to share my dream with you. The dream of not being zombiefied.
How do you not get zombiefied?
Sweat. Every. Day.
And check out Strategist Yerian’s awesome post on using Parkour to evade zombies here.
For those of you interested in the publishing process, I thought I would share something with you that made me laugh. And as ye olde interwebz adage goes, “It’s funny because it’s true.”
Check out the Publishing Process in GIF Form, from the fabulous Nathan Bransford’s blog.
Where am I, you ask? Well. My queries are sent, I’m suitably obsessed with it, and the only way I can describe this feeling to you is…
Wish me agents.
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