Megan Berry's social life is so dead. Literally. Fifteen-year-old Megan Berry is a Zombie Settler by birth, which means she's part-time shrink to a bunch of dead people. All Megan wants is to be normal--and go to homecoming. But someone in school is using black magic to turn average, angsty Undead into flesh-eating Zombies, and it's looking like homecoming will turn out to be a very different kind of party--the bloody kind.
Stacey is one of the hardest working writers in the business...with three pennames in three different genres, not to mention a gaggle of kids! I'm so happy that she took the time to answer my questions! She's also offering a special, You Are So Undead to Me t-shirt to one lucky MacLeanSpace reader. I promise you, you want one of these...they're awesome (see the awesome image to the left)! Comment below to enter the contest!
Meet Stacey Jay
When first conceiving of You Are So Undead to Me, what came first? Megan? The sentient Zombies? The Zombie Therapy concept? Or something else entirely?
Zombie therapy. The idea of a teenager having to deal with all these stinking, rotting zombies with issues made me laugh. Everything else built from there, though Megan was always very clear in my mind. She's the most "real" to me of any character I've ever written. I talk about her like she's an actual person. My husband thinks I'm nuts.
Why do Zombies so often get such a bad rap, when it sounds like they just want to be understood?
Well, black magically raised zombies like to munch flesh so they give the average zombie a bad name.One flesh muncher spoils the whole bunch and all that.
You are launching YASUTM, working on two more books...and as if that's not enough, you just had a baby. How do you keep all the balls in the air? What's your writing regimen like?
I also have two other pen names with books coming out this year and a four year old, a ten year old, and a fourteen year old and I work part time as a photographer. So mostly I'm just crazy busy. And busy. And crazy. I keep the balls in the air with a mixture of fear, ambition, and sleep deprivation. I work every day, without fail, and hold myself to a strict word count per day. I'm scaling back for next year, however. I'd like to stay busy, but lose the crazy.
You lived on a commune...what are the best and worth things about communal living?
The best thing was the peace and quiet. There was no television and most of the people spent a lot of time meditating and some had even taken vows of silence. I also enjoyed helping cook for dozens of people. It felt like you'd really done something when you'd finished cooking for a huge group of hungry hippies. The worst part was the peace and quiet. Sometimes I like things loud! (I do have four kids.) And sometimes things got too healthy. Bad food can be fun in moderation.
And, finally, Stacey Jay on...
What's Harder to Birth:
Babies or Books?
Babies. Babies! A thousand times babies. Books don't take nearly as long or hurt half as much.
Irish or Italian?
Both please? If I were a single woman of course.
Night of the Living Dead or I Am Legend?
Hmmm...how about "Sean of the Dead"? I need some levity with my brain munching. But if forced to choose, "Night of the Living Dead". Gotta stick with the classic.
First Kiss or First Zombie Beatdown?
First Kiss. Zombie Beatdowns can blur together, but a first kiss will stay with you forever.
New York or Los Angeles?
New York. It's a tough place to live at times, but it's a REAL city. And you can't beat the food in NYC. Yum, better than brains.