Forget about those Twilight books, those House of Night books, that Anne Rice woman. Vampires? So passé. Who cares about bloodsuckers with the speed of cheetahs and the power roughly equal to a couple hundred sharks? All they want to do is feed off your blood and turn you into one of their filthy kind. Zombies, on the other hand, shuffle in vast hordes to attack their victims and feed on their brains. It's like comparing apples to oranges (assuming the vampires are the maggot-infested oranges).
Two good books to help you in your understanding of the differently biotic: Generation Dead and the soon-to-be-released Kiss of Life by Daniel Waters. I'm not going to tell you what happens, because you should go out and read them yourselves. (Even you, Spiffy-kun, even though I know you can be bioist sometimes.) They'll really help you understand me when I say things like differently biotic and bioist.
A few days ago in class, we had to read yet another depressing story. The only good thing about it was the discussion we had afterwards:
"It could be like Noah's ark and God...except no Noah and no ark. Just God."
I apologize for not posting recently. It's been so hard on me, what with the harvest bein' so bad this year. I was up all night yesterday plantin' broccoli with my toenails, and then I had to take a break to paint 'em again. Those darn broccoli fields do nothin' for the feet. I hope we manage to sell some more broccoli by Wednesday, otherwise we might not be able to pay the cowhands.
Goodbye now, y'all.
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