How does Stacey Jay do it? Put out three books in fifteen months? While I have no basis for comparison, that sounds like more work than Irish twins.

Last month, I featured Stacey and her latest book, Undead Much? in this post. Well, if you can’t get enough zombies, you’re in luck because her third novel, My So-Called Death, came out last month.

About My So-Called Death

Just because you don’t have a pulse doesn’t mean you can’t be perky.

One second, freshman Karen Vera’s on top of the most fabulous cheer pyramid ever. The next, she’s lying on the pavement with seriously unflattering cranial damage. Freakishly alive without a pulse, Karen learns that she’s a genetically undead zombie.

Suddenly, Karen’s non-life is an epic disaster. She’s forced to attend a boarding school for the “death-challenged,” her roommate is a hateful wannabe-Goth weirdo, and she’s chowing down on animal brains every day to prevent rot (um, ew?). Even worse, someone is attacking students and harvesting their brains for a forbidden dark ritual. And it might be the hottest guy at DEAD High, the one who makes Karen’s non-beating heart flutter!

Armed with a perky smile and killer fashion sense, it’s up to Karen to track down the brain snatcher and save her fellow students from certain zombie death.

About Stacey Jay

Stacey Jay is a workaholic with three pen names, and a sick sense of humor. She loves creepies, crawlies, and of course, romance. What would a zombie novel–or any novel–be without kisses that make your toes tingle?

Stacey has been a full time writer since 2005 and can’t think of anything she’d rather be doing. Her former careers include theatre performer, professional dancer, poorly paid C-movie actress, bartender, and waiter.

More advice from Stacey Jay

What’s one of the best pieces of advice you’ve ever received?

Grow out your bangs. It was the early nineties and my mother begged me to keep them, but I insisted on letting them grow. The day those huge, fluffy things were gone from my face was one of the best of my life, lol.

What’s one of the worst pieces of advice you’ve ever received?

“Why don’t you just elope?” Um, if planning a wedding with someone freaks you out, that’s probably a clue that you’re not ready to get married at all!

What advice would you give to your sixteen-year-old self, knowing all that you know now?

Smile more. It’s not all as serious as you think it is.

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