The Night Beat Contest

EXCLUSIVE HOOK ME UP! ONLY CONTEST

International Contest

It's time to get your win on and grab a copy of my newest release, The Night Beat, Book 1 of The Necropolis Enforcement Files! There are not 1, not 3, not 5, not 7, but 9 (that's right NINE!) copies up for grabs, which means a lot of winning's about to go on. I know! It's too happy to be true!

So, Hook Me Up! subscribers who have sent in your proper entry emails, riddle me this:  

What's your favorite kind of undead, and why?

Love,
Gini


LEGALESE
Contest will run from Friday, June 29, 2012 through Friday, July 20, 2012. (Why so long? Because San Diego Comic-Con means I'll be out of town and you'll have more time to enter and get extra chances to win!) Winners will be announced week of July 23rd. This is an international contest -- as long as you're on Planet Earth, you can enter and win.

NOTE: International winners will receive an ebook copy. U.S. winners will get their choice of an ebook or trade paperback copy. U.S. winners must have a deliverable address - no P.O. boxes. Prizes may take 2-4 weeks to ship.

This is a contest for Hook Me Up! subscribers only -- if you're not on, send an email to gini@ginikoch.com with "Hook Me Up!" in the subject line and you'll be sent the contest entry rules.

Walking Dead?

I need to find my resting pulse. Because, as near as I can tell, I've misplaced it somewhere.

See, I have to do this medical-type thing for work -- to get money. Believe me, that's the only reason why I go near medical anything. And part of the thing is that I have to figure out my resting pulse. Only...I can't find it.

I mean, I know how to find it. I know which fingers to use and where to press and everything. They even provide clear instructions with pictures. And unless you're supposed to press so hard you stop the flow of blood completely, I'm doing it right.

Only...no pulse. At all. And yet, here I am, talking, walking about, eating, sleeping, typing. All without a pulse.

So, my question is -- did I turn into an undead and just don't know it? And, if that's what's happened, how is it I missed all the fun stuff normally associated with this kind of transition?

I mean, no vampire swooped in, swept me off my feet, and proposed eternal life along with some serious necking. No werewolf panted up and humped my leg. I think someone would have mentioned if I'd gotten a love bite from a zombie, though the difference in the morning hours between me and a zombie is mostly skin tone. No ghostly visitations, no warlock waving his wand around, not even any witches hissing at me. I have no pulse and yet at the same time, no fun story to show for it, either.

Unlife's not fair, is it?

Love,
Gini