All Things Considered, March 29, 2009 · Beware on your next trip to the bookstore — zombies have invaded a classic. The living dead have come to Longbourn, the land of Jane Austen's Pride and Prejudice.
Author — make that co-author — Seth Grahame-Smith altered Jane Austen's original text ever so slightly to accommodate brand new scenes of the Bennet girls forming "The Pentagram of Death" and taking on hordes of the undead, along with a ninja or two.
Grahame-Smith talks to Jacki Lyden about Pride and Prejudice and Zombies.
Pride and Prejudice and Zombies: The Classic Regency Romance — Now with Ultraviolent Zombie Mayhem!
by Seth Grahame-Smith
Paperback, 320 pages
Quirk Books
List Price $12.95
As Mr. Darcy walked off, Elizabeth felt her blood turn cold. She had never in her life been so insulted. The warrior code demanded she avenge her honour. Elizabeth reached down to her ankle, taking care not to draw attention. There, her hand met the dagger concealed beneath her dress. She meant to follow this proud Mr. Darcy outside and open his throat.
But no sooner had she grabbed the handle of her weapon than a chorus of screams filled the assembly hall, immediately joined by the shattering of window panes. Unmentionables poured in, their movements clumsy yet swift; their burial clothing in a range of untidiness. Some wore gowns so tattered as to render them scandalous; other wore suits so filthy that one would assume they were assembled from little more than dirt and dried blood. Their flesh was in varying degrees of putrefaction; the freshly stricken were slightly green and pliant, whereas the longer dead were grey and brittle – their eyes and tongues long since turned to dust, and their lips pulled back into everlasting skeletal smiles.
A few of the guests, who had the misfortune of being too near the windows, were seized and feasted on at once. When Elizabeth stood, she saw Mrs. Long struggle to free herself as two female dreadfuls bit into her head, cracking her skull like a walnut, and sending a shower of dark blood spouting as high as the chandeliers.
So apparently the most beautiful man in the universe, marc jacobs, and his brazillian fiance, the possibly second most beautiful man in the universe are considering adopting a baby girl. HELLOOOOOO! adopt gingerfoxxx! I am already fabulous, completely self sufficient, and i can make a wicked sushi dinner. I could be the daughter you always wanted! 
first class on the way there (naturally) which really helped my fear of flying. and sitting next to people who aren't as fabulous as me. Leaving Chicago, it was like 20 degrees, so i had to be bundled up in boots a scarf, and my winter coat. But when we got there it was almost 90! i was literally stripping in the airport and it was fabulous. It took about an hour to get to the hotel, get a bikini on and get a beer in my hand and run out to the beach. I had never seen the ocean before, and i wont lie.....i was starting to think it was something that was made up for movies and enviromentalists. Maybe everytime i saw it on TV it was just a nicely rendered animation? something made up by hallmark like santa claus, or cupid, or god.
And not only does mexico have the most beautiful and blue oceans, but it has unlimited booze! It was like i finally came home. Everyone there was super cool, and even though there was a slightly intimidating ratio of bros, they were actually really cool in mexico. Hooray mexico bros! Without you, i never would have gotten my suitcase anywhere, and i would not have been quite as entertained.
Of course being the party girl i am, gingerfoxxx wanted to go out dancing! and ray ray, bless her heart, who hates dancing, got glammed up and rocked the strip. It was pretty much like a strip of campus bars, only everyone their is from europe and south america. awesome! We got to dance with boys from almost every country! Next time, i am bringing a stamp card with a map on it, and checking off countries as i go. (HA!)
I think one of my favorite parts of the whole trip was riding on the boat!! I think i found my new method of transportation! I could live on a boat. Perhaps i was meant to be a pirate? I loved the wind in my hair, and i can't wait to be on one again.
Coming home was heartbreaking of course, because who wants to leave behind running around mostly naked all day and drinking before noon. But, we slapped on some green beads, and came back to chicago, the land of the irish, and went right into st. patricks day mode. The tequila to whiskey transition went suprisingly smooth! I got to catch up with my good friend Jay, and being at all the irish bars made me think maybe gingerfoxxx should investigate the east coast this summer (preferrably boston!) all in good time, we will see what the future holds for this undeniably fabulous ginger. :)
