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Sunday, November 1, 2020

Juan of the Dead Blog Tour #zombies #dayofthedead

 

Today I welcome Jacalyn Boggs, author of Juan of the Dead

Something unique with a little snark, some romance, zombies and a Day of the Dead influence.

See the contests below.

About the Book:

Go on a cruise, they said. Learn about other cultures, they said. It’ll be fun, they said. 

Yeah, I thought my birthday cruise would be all sexy pool boys with fruity drinks and me working on my epic summer tan. Instead, I sacrificed my favorite Jimmy Choos and my gorgeous Coach handbag to some awful earthquake while shopping in a crappy Mexican port. That place is getting zero stars.

Oh yeah, and I sacrificed my life. Lucky for me this totally hunky (but nerdy) anthropologist, Jon, hauled my hot corpse in to the nearby ancient Mayan or whatever temple and performed some sort of creepy voodoo ritual on me. 

Forget all the garbage from Hollywood about shuffling, brain-obsessed, homicidal corpses. Maybe that's how it was in the 70's but those misguided souls also thought polyester was a good fashion statement. What the movies got right is that someone always wants to kill off the undead, and I'm no different. I'm too young and too hot to leave the party this soon. I've got a second chance, but Jon and I need to know what's going on with my post-life situation before someone finishes me off for good.

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Excerpt of Juan of the Dead:

Through teary eyes, I looked over the side of the tub and managed to find the towel. I wiped my face with the towel, but the tears continued to flow. I gave up. I let the tears come, quietly sobbing. Something snapped inside of me with the release of the tears. I sat in the tub, hair dripping, crying until I could cry no more. I cried for the loss of my purse and my belongings on the ship. I cried for the loss of identification, making it hard to function in the world. I cried for the loss of my life, robbed from me at such an early age.

I cried for the life I’d never known I wanted and now never would. I was living on borrowed time and something inside of me knew that more than just a slower heart and fantastic eyesight changed inside of me. I somehow knew that the things I’d avoided in an attempt to remain young, footloose, and fancy free were no longer options.    

BONUS Contest! (In addition to the RC below, comment to be entered to win an ebook copy of Juan of the Dead. (If you can't comment, email me at the website. Subject: Juan.) 

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