<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390006645674437123</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sun, 15 Apr 2012 22:30:46 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>Related Videos</category><category>News</category><category>Summaries</category><category>Teasers</category><category>Chapters</category><category>Notes</category><title>Be Still My Formerly Beating Heart</title><description>The Zombie Apocalypse. 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Be Still My Formerly Beating Heart is now Night of the Loving Dead. Now that it's finished, I encourage everyone </atom:summary><link>http://bestillmyformerlybeatingheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/finally.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tim Kay)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390006645674437123.post-5129717319084505927</guid><pubDate>Sun, 20 Jun 2010 23:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-06-24T16:14:04.692-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Chapters</category><title>Chapter Twelve - She is Legend (Part Two)</title><atom:summary type='text'>Why not? Nothing else about the situation made sense. She stopped shaking and looked around again. The violent blood splatters against the walls and the blank rotting faces of the other zombies made her sick. She could definitely feel again, but she didn't want to feel this. Behind all that blood, the prescription medications were still there.She got to her feet and staggered to the wall. In a </atom:summary><link>http://bestillmyformerlybeatingheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/chapter-twelve-she-is-legend-part-two.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tim Kay)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390006645674437123.post-7116916931356326318</guid><pubDate>Mon, 15 Feb 2010 01:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-14T17:05:22.167-08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Chapters</category><title>Chapter Twelve - She is Legend (Part One)</title><atom:summary type='text'>This could be the end of our road...Kaveh stood over Lisa's corpse, not eating her brains.The dead wandered the street at random. They couldn't speak. They couldn't think. Kaveh could, but only as long as he had brains and they stayed somewhere in his digestive tract.Eating Neil's brain had brought him back from the edge of total mindlessness, but it was already fading, and Kaveh struggled again </atom:summary><link>http://bestillmyformerlybeatingheart.blogspot.com/2010/02/chapter-twelve-she-is-legend-part-one.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tim Kay)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390006645674437123.post-2462639083495172573</guid><pubDate>Mon, 15 Feb 2010 00:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-14T17:01:40.894-08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Summaries</category><title>End Of Our Road?</title><atom:summary type='text'>Once upon a time, Kaveh and Lisa were just two people who needed to do whatever it took to survive the zombie apocalypse. Things went downhill from there.Kaveh sacrificed his last moments of consciousness before he became a zombie to save his best friend Speedy, as well as Lisa, to whom he was already attracted despite her homicidal anti-zombie prejudice, and a bank teller named Helen. He came </atom:summary><link>http://bestillmyformerlybeatingheart.blogspot.com/2010/02/end-of-our-road.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tim Kay)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390006645674437123.post-4038522986450178301</guid><pubDate>Sat, 07 Nov 2009 01:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-14T17:02:55.429-08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Chapters</category><title>Chapter Eleven - Death Row Cooking</title><atom:summary type='text'>This chapter, and the entire rest of this story has already been made available on Zombie Lit.com, which is now also Zombie Literature.com, but for the sake of completeness, it's also going to live here.To catch up on the action so far, remember what doesn't kill you...The zombie bite sank into Lisa's left hand between the thumb and forefinger. She let go of the gun, but Speedy's teeth didn't let</atom:summary><link>http://bestillmyformerlybeatingheart.blogspot.com/2009/11/chapter-eleven-death-row-cooking.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tim Kay)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390006645674437123.post-4658250533995210028</guid><pubDate>Sat, 07 Nov 2009 00:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-06T17:39:53.654-08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Summaries</category><title>What doesn't kill you...</title><atom:summary type='text'>The world was ending. Zombies were apparently all that was left of the once quiet mountain town, quiet once again except for the moaning voices of those who had once been alive there.Lisa faced down the almost certain doom of being surrounded by zombies down a dead end street, but she was armed with the knowledge she'd built up through years of irrationally fearing these exact creatures. She knew</atom:summary><link>http://bestillmyformerlybeatingheart.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-doesnt-kill-you.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tim Kay)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390006645674437123.post-2797298442968215695</guid><pubDate>Sat, 17 Oct 2009 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-19T22:32:01.064-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>News</category><title>New Website</title><atom:summary type='text'>The book is almost over, and so is this blog, but its content has a new home, the new website I built at www.zombielit.com, the internet's leading home for literary works involving zombies.Well, I guess it's not leading anything... yet. It could. Watch out, Jane Austen. You're next, Max Brooks. There's a new force in the world of zombie literature, and he's apparently the first person who thought</atom:summary><link>http://bestillmyformerlybeatingheart.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-website.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tim Kay)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390006645674437123.post-4414047737543941565</guid><pubDate>Fri, 02 Oct 2009 05:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-01T23:15:20.867-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Notes</category><title>Zombies Don't Follow Rules</title><atom:summary type='text'>Chapter Eleven is almost done. I've been busy with something else... but I did find the time to join a zombie flash mob again yesterday in pursuit of my job as a reporter, and this one attended an advance screening of Zombieland.On one level, this is the movie I've been waiting for. Building off the precedent set by Shawn of the Dead, but with a little more of an American, Tarantino-esque tone, </atom:summary><link>http://bestillmyformerlybeatingheart.blogspot.com/2009/10/zombies-dont-follow-rules.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tim Kay)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__0CUY6lAmNo/SsWWhvSbl4I/AAAAAAAAALE/ARTnit7t-YE/s72-c/IMG_0053.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390006645674437123.post-7518908926103574792</guid><pubDate>Sat, 26 Sep 2009 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-25T17:00:00.993-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Related Videos</category><title>Zombio and Juliet</title><atom:summary type='text'>Be Still My Formerly Beating Heart is the story of two houses, nothing alike in dignity. Human blood makes zombie hands unclean, in the small mountain town where we make our scene. From forth the fatal strife of these two foes, a pair of star-cross'd lovers take their share of other's lives.A man, a zombie bereft of feelings, has an overpowering hunger for a human woman, particularly her brains. </atom:summary><link>http://bestillmyformerlybeatingheart.blogspot.com/2009/09/zombio-and-juliet.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tim Kay)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390006645674437123.post-3632429796484909967</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 Sep 2009 22:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-16T11:47:56.037-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>News</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Teasers</category><title>Welcome to ZombieLit.com</title><atom:summary type='text'>http://bestillmyformerlybeatingheart.blogspot.com/ never did have a very good ring to it. I even made some business cards early this year just so people didn't have to remember it all when I told them about this site.Well, the book is almost done, and I had a new idea, just call it Zombie Lit. A more robust website is coming, something easy on the eyes, and more ways to read the story. Maybe I'll</atom:summary><link>http://bestillmyformerlybeatingheart.blogspot.com/2009/09/welcome-to-zombielitcom.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tim Kay)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__0CUY6lAmNo/SrKyPwwGEsI/AAAAAAAAAK0/rON8L61fK8c/s72-c/zombietim.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390006645674437123.post-8568733259038374250</guid><pubDate>Sat, 12 Sep 2009 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-17T14:59:13.282-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Teasers</category><title>The Edge of No Escape</title><atom:summary type='text'>It is always darkest just before the Day dawneth.   -Thomas FullerJust when Lisa gave up on life, her luck started to change, and escape looked possible. Then, just like that, it ran out again. Things don't look good. The zombies are monsters, and they're everywhere, but she's not dead yet.If Kaveh is anything anymore, he's a sign that life is unpredictable. There are always exceptions. As this </atom:summary><link>http://bestillmyformerlybeatingheart.blogspot.com/2009/09/edge-of-no-escape.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tim Kay)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390006645674437123.post-5981031711482053586</guid><pubDate>Sat, 05 Sep 2009 01:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-04T19:04:44.843-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>News</category><title>Flash Mob History</title><atom:summary type='text'>Having been a professional journalist on the zombie beat for over a week now, I've been reading all the old news about zombie outbreaks in my home town of San Francisco.Zombie flash mobs like the one I fell victim to earlier this year are supposed to be a surprise, and documentation of them is usually coincidental, when it happens at all. This is why the world needs my services. I compiled as </atom:summary><link>http://bestillmyformerlybeatingheart.blogspot.com/2009/09/flash-mob-history.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tim Kay)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mmBw3uzPnJI/SK8PZyMAbtI/AAAAAAAARk8/MhNpaIxm_xM/s72-c/zombie_walk_20.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390006645674437123.post-8203980688169453101</guid><pubDate>Sat, 29 Aug 2009 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-28T17:00:00.845-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>News</category><title>I'm Going Pro</title><atom:summary type='text'>"If you're good at something, never do it for free." -The JokerThere's this idea out there that you can do what you enjoy, and somehow you'll eventually get payed for it. It almost never works.Last week, I noticed an add on Craig's List. Examiner.com needed someone in San Francisco to become a new correspondent for their website and write up all the local stories relating to zombies. I've never </atom:summary><link>http://bestillmyformerlybeatingheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-going-pro.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tim Kay)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__0CUY6lAmNo/Spg-83-9p5I/AAAAAAAAAKc/Dk3xLNKfGqs/s72-c/heathledger_joker_wideweb__470x319,0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390006645674437123.post-8231522862959961817</guid><pubDate>Sat, 22 Aug 2009 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-21T17:00:00.062-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Notes</category><title>Working Without a Net</title><atom:summary type='text'>There's something dangerous about the way I'm writing, I threw out my outline before I even started. Every chapter, I ask myself based on what's happened so far, what happens next? I've generally had things planned out maybe a chapter and a half ahead, so everyone who comes here gets to walk the tightrope with me, because I only find out what happens a little before you do.At first, I expect </atom:summary><link>http://bestillmyformerlybeatingheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/working-without-net.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tim Kay)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__0CUY6lAmNo/SoXU3K-XA4I/AAAAAAAAAKM/bcRdysS5V1Y/s72-c/k1610558.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390006645674437123.post-8113993076005619790</guid><pubDate>Sat, 15 Aug 2009 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-14T17:00:02.801-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Related Videos</category><title>You Have No Chance To Survive Make Your Time</title><atom:summary type='text'>I've been searching the internet for a video that captures the feeling I tried to write in that last chapter, mob mentality in its purest form, but none of that riot footage is close. No sane person would bring their fancy camera into such a genuinely chaotic moment. Zombie flash mobs tend to involve a lot of marching calmly down the street. Even Saving Private Ryan was a little too orderly.Every</atom:summary><link>http://bestillmyformerlybeatingheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-have-no-chance-to-survive-make-your.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tim Kay)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390006645674437123.post-5357923626469096377</guid><pubDate>Sat, 08 Aug 2009 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-15T18:02:50.303-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Chapters</category><title>Chapter Ten - A Great Day to be Alive</title><atom:summary type='text'>Earlier that night of the living...Lisa leaned back in her seat. There was no solution to the problem of zombies, but she was determined to enjoy whatever moments of calm she could before the next disaster struck, and for the first time since this had all started, she relaxed. Farah slept in the back of the Humvee, her husband dozing next to her. Helen refused to sleep, even inside the armored </atom:summary><link>http://bestillmyformerlybeatingheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/chapter-ten-great-day-to-be-alive.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tim Kay)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390006645674437123.post-5038950131351611660</guid><pubDate>Fri, 07 Aug 2009 23:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-07T17:02:40.255-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Summaries</category><title>Earlier That Night of the Living...</title><atom:summary type='text'>Lisa lived with her fear of zombies, but in a real attack, she thought her years of watching their movies would prepare her. Instead, she watched them surround the bank where she worked and kill most of her fellow employees. She tried to run, but nowhere was safe.Kaveh survived his lifelong love affair with food. In the end, it was a zombie who killed him and ate his stomach. When he came back as</atom:summary><link>http://bestillmyformerlybeatingheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/earlier-that-night-of-living.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tim Kay)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390006645674437123.post-6422537847936167033</guid><pubDate>Sat, 01 Aug 2009 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-31T17:00:01.191-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Notes</category><title>Redefining Death in 1968</title><atom:summary type='text'>The modern zombie burst its way into popular culture in 1968, care of Night of the Living Dead. They didn't eat brains yet, but elsewhere at the same time, brains were blurring the real boundaries between life and death.People whose hearts didn't pump blood and whose lungs didn't push any air around were considered dead, until 1968. With the emergence of new technologies, by hooking people up to </atom:summary><link>http://bestillmyformerlybeatingheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/redefining-death-in-1968.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tim Kay)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390006645674437123.post-3768568258933796864</guid><pubDate>Sat, 25 Jul 2009 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-24T17:00:00.368-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Teasers</category><title>Two For One</title><atom:summary type='text'>Coming soon to the only place on the web for all your Be Still My Formerly Beating Heart needs... another chapter of said story. This one's a doozy, folks, so you won't want to miss it. Yes, even now the story rockets towards it's most violent confrontation yet with all the leisurely pace of my writing habits. It's got everything. Guns! Romance! Dismemberment! It's the zombies versus the National</atom:summary><link>http://bestillmyformerlybeatingheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/two-for-one.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tim Kay)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390006645674437123.post-855055922596495581</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 Jul 2009 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-17T17:00:00.643-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Notes</category><title>The Zombie Apocolypse... by T. S. Eliot</title><atom:summary type='text'>This is one of my favorite poems, and I can't believe it took this long for me to notice the parallels. In rereading these passages, how could it not be about zombies?The Hollow MenIWe are the hollow menWe are the stuffed menLeaning togetherHeadpiece filled with straw.  Alas!Our dried voices, whenWe whisper togetherAre quiet and meaninglessAs wind in dry grassOr rats' feet over broken glassIn our</atom:summary><link>http://bestillmyformerlybeatingheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/zombie-apocolypse-by-t-s-eliot.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tim Kay)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390006645674437123.post-506911658352544572</guid><pubDate>Sat, 11 Jul 2009 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-10T17:00:01.626-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>News</category><title>Tearing Down My City</title><atom:summary type='text'>I just found out that Geocities, one of the oldest free web hosting services on the net, started way back in 1995, is shutting down.For those of us who've been on the net that long, it's one of those things that's just always been there, one of those places where anyone could create a website and therefore, a general eyesore and a big fat joke. I never really put much on mine, never made a real </atom:summary><link>http://bestillmyformerlybeatingheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/tearing-down-my-city.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tim Kay)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390006645674437123.post-8294704423642173634</guid><pubDate>Sat, 04 Jul 2009 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-03T17:00:17.200-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>News</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Notes</category><title>Zombies Dying a Slow Death?</title><atom:summary type='text'>News emerged recently that the World War Z movie has been  indefinitely delayed, and I wonder if the whole genre might be reaching saturation.That book's predecessor, The Zombie Survival Guide (2003), along with Shawn of the Dead (2004), played huge roles in jump starting the current zombie rennaissance. It's meant that books like Pride and Prejudice and Zombies can debut at number three on the </atom:summary><link>http://bestillmyformerlybeatingheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/zombies-dying-slow-death.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tim Kay)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390006645674437123.post-2663319942401554385</guid><pubDate>Sat, 27 Jun 2009 00:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-26T17:40:51.769-07:00</atom:updated><title>In Memoriam</title><atom:summary type='text'>The king of pop may have died, but a part of him will always live on. Don't eat me, zombie MJ.</atom:summary><link>http://bestillmyformerlybeatingheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/in-memoriam.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tim Kay)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390006645674437123.post-6030090777848923715</guid><pubDate>Sat, 20 Jun 2009 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-18T14:06:02.028-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Notes</category><title>State of the Serial</title><atom:summary type='text'>A few days back, I realized this Saturday would be a year since I posted the first chapter on this site. Hard to believe I've been writing these characters for so long. And the story's still unfolding. I sure hope nothing else terrible happens to them...The web serial thing is a strange way to publish, unproven and (in my hands) undisciplined. I kind of like making the rules up as I go, and I've </atom:summary><link>http://bestillmyformerlybeatingheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/state-of-serial.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tim Kay)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390006645674437123.post-5627764815729911209</guid><pubDate>Sat, 13 Jun 2009 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-12T17:00:00.612-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>News</category><title>You're Next, Max Brooks</title><atom:summary type='text'>A few days ago, I dropped in on a reading by Seth Grahame-Smith, co-author of Pride and Prejudice and Zombies, the new bestselling tale about the genteel fight against the shambling undead. He was pretty cool. I told him about my blog, so if he's reading this now, hi.He didn't read much from his book though. He can't really, since there are huge sections of it he had almost nothing to do with, </atom:summary><link>http://bestillmyformerlybeatingheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/youre-next-max-brooks.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tim Kay)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__0CUY6lAmNo/SjI9mcfn9HI/AAAAAAAAAKE/aP0aPN6MF7Q/s72-c/IMG_0198.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></item></channel></rss>