A Bad Day for Voodoo Guest Post by Jeff Strand
Today I am excited to have Jeff Strand here, he is the author of A Bad Day for Voodoo. Jeff is here to to talk to you about his book. He will also be providing one lucky reader with a copy of his novel. Be sure to enter the rafflecopter below. So without further adieu please give a warm welcome to him Holy crap! uh, Jeff, um, your on ………
In what I believe is a first for the blogosphere, I am writing this guest blog while on fire.
I don’t mean that I’m wearing a pair of gloves and one little pinky has a tiny flame on it or something weak like that. I mean that I am literally writing this blog while engulfed in flames, screaming and running around the room, getting soot all over my iPad screen.
Sure, I could jump into the shower, but then this would just be a blog by somebody who was recently on fire, and that’s not all that impressive. No, even though it hurts pretty darn bad, I am going to remain alight until I finish this blog. That’s how important it is to me that you get cutting-edge content.
It’s possible that some of you don’t believe me. “Hogwash!” you’re shouting. “Nobody in that situation would continue to write a charming blog entry instead of seeking medical attention! Hogwash, I say!”
Why has our world become so cynical? Do you really think that I’m so desperate to attract attention to my upcoming young adult novel that I would lie about writing a blog post while on fire? I’m doing this for you. I downplayed the damage to my iPad earlier so that you wouldn’t feel guilty, but it’s melting all over the place and I’ll probably have to buy a new one.
Some of you may be wondering why I don’t post pictures to prove it. I’ll tell you why: because I’m on fire and don’t really have time right now to take pictures of myself just to address your doubts! C’mon, if somebody said “Hey, I drove my car through a guardrail and now I’m teetering over the edge of a cliff and am seconds away from plummeting six hundred feet onto rocks, explosives, and quicksand!” would you ask them to take a picture to prove it? Of course not. That would be rude. All I ask is for the same consideration.
I know, I know: you think that a blog post written while on fire should have more typos. Well, I do have an editor, who will be translating sentences like: gaswghsarw!!kk
Into: “In what I believe is a first for the blogosphere…”
Anyway, I’m seeing a lot of visible bone on my arm now, so it’s probably time to wrap this up. Thank you for allowing me to make Internet history! ~
Eew- my blog smells like roasted chicken, thankfully Jeff seems fine. He looks like a well done zombie but he’s having no problems drinking all of my coffee…
If you thought this post was as hilarious as I did then check out Jeff’s novel:
In this hilariously bloody comedy, sixteen-year-old Tyler has never had a meaner teacher than Mr. Click. So when Mr. Click falsely accuses him of cheating on a test, Tyler lets his best friend Adam convince him that a bit of revenge is in order, using a voodoo doll. Of course, Tyler doesn’t believe in voodoo. He’s just humoring his friend. But after he jabs the doll with a pin during class, he becomes an immediate believer. Not only does the doll work, it’s more powerful than he could have ever imagined, and now Tyler has a dead history teacher. Then, due to circumstances a bit too convoluted to get into here (but trust us, they’re extremely entertaining), Tyler ends up with a voodoo doll of himself. Which gets stolen. And now Tyler, his girlfriend Kelley, and Adam must race across the city to get the doll back…before Tyler shares Mr. Click’s gruesome fate!