BAD TASTE IN BOYS preview!

I feel like you deserve something special. You read my blog, after all. You should be decorated in laurels. Sparkly laurels. And then feted by a kickline full of zombies. Since THAT isn't going to happen any time soon, though, I've decided to do something different for you.

I'm going to give you a sneak peek of the beginning of BAD TASTE IN BOYS.

"But Carrie," you say, "you're not allowed to do that! Not without permission from your publisher." And you're right. But that's where the wonders of Babelfish come in. I ran my first few lines through the translator from English to Japanese and then back to English again, with a few stops in Greek and Russian along the way. So without further ado, I give you a sneak peek of the first few lines of BAD TASTE IN BOYS. Kinda.

“As for one there are those years of genius of type,” said Coach Hank. The meat attachment recommended the side of my chest where the good elbow had been attached. “This time to your practicality just the point. Just be a little something which is strongly appealed on the center”

While the team pulls the pitiful bat strongly in the rocker room of the person, I groped the word of encouragement.

Grope the word of encouragement, people. I only wish the real line were half as cool. Now don't you want to read the book, if only to find out what the real lines are before they were mauled by a babelfish?