Brains For Lunch: A Zombie Novel in Haiku?!

Brains For Lunch: A Zombie Novel in Haiku?!

Brains For Lunch: A Zombie Novel in Haiku?!

Brains For Lunch: A Zombie Novel in Haiku?!


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Goofy, gross, demented, and delicious! K.A. Holt has created a classic tale of middle-school angst...the difference being that this illustrated novel is written entirely in Haiku.

Middle school is tough enough, but it's even worse when your classmates include lifers (regular humans), nasty blood-sucking creatures called chupacabras, and zombies. Loeb (pun fully intended) falls into the last category and, unfortunately for him, he has a huge crush on a human girl (major no-no). Can he push past the stereotypes and the different cliques to win his school's haiku competition and impress the girl?

In scenes set around a lunch table (the menu: brains) and around the school, eyes roll and jaws drop (literally). Also featured in the cast of characters is Carl, a chupacabra (bloodsucking critter) and Mrs. Fincher, a sympathetic and seductive librarian.

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9781596436299
Publisher: Roaring Brook Press
Publication date: 08/17/2010
Pages: 96
Sales rank: 665,845
Product dimensions: 5.60(w) x 8.25(h) x 0.50(d)
Age Range: 9 - 14 Years

About the Author

K.A. Holt is a writer, a terrible cook, and a mother of three (not necessarily in that order). When she's not busy imagining how she would survive a zombie apocalypse, she's busy imagining how she will survive the day. Kirkus and Publishers Weekly praised her first book for children, MIKE STELLAR: NERVES OF STEEL, with words like precocious and complex, and savvy and sharp.

GAHAN WILSON is an author, cartoonist, and illustrator. His work has appeared in THE NEW YORKER and COLLIER'S Weekly among other publications. He is a very prolific and celebrated illustrator.

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Brains for Lunch

A Zombie Novel in Haiku?!

By K. A. Holt, Gahan Wilson

Roaring Brook Press

Copyright © 2010 Kari Anne Roy
All rights reserved.
ISBN: 978-1-59643-629-9



Brains for lunch again
"Stop moaning and just eat it."
Lunch lady humor

Dead-on lunchroom stare
Her eyes bore holes like earthworms
Soft and unyielding

"What do you want, Mags?"
I mouth words over the din
"You want my pudding?"

An eye roll response
George catches it, hands it back
An eyeball shortstop

Geek table awaits
Larry brags about fresh flesh
He is full of lies

Also full of flies
Charlie Brown's undead Pig Pen
Larry is so gross

Nothing stops my mouth
"Just shut up for once, Larry."
The fly buffet stands

"Up yours, Loeb," he says.
Then he gives me the finger
I give it back. Yuck.

"Leave Loeb alone, yo.
And move your stinking carcass."
That's Matt. He's my friend.

Larry staggers off
"Stupid, fat, fly-filled dodo."
Matt feels brave, I guess

Dissonant buzzing
Larry returns for round two
Matt gives me his tray

I step between them
Could lunch be any more dumb?
Larry takes a swing

My jawbone takes flight
I'm always in the middle
"Break it up, you guys!"

It's Mrs. Fincher
Why's the librarian here?
I guess she eats, too

"Go get your jaw, Loeb."
If my jaw was still attached
It would fall open

How does she know me?
I only gaze from afar
"Loeb! Go. Get. Your. Jaw."

It is on Mags tray
Of course that's where it would land
"Just can't shut your mouth."

Maggie grins at me
Her eyes, though, are not smiling
She hands me my bone

"Sorry 'bout that, Mags."
There's a satisfying pop
She just stares at me

Chairs are scattering
Seven minutes 'til late bell
Brain pudding, wasted

Matt's at my locker
"Makes you smarter, my main man."
He leans over me

Give him dirty look
"What are you talking about?"
"Smell my neck, playa."

"Sweat from a Lifer."
A bottle shakes in my face
Drops cling to its side

"Where did you get that?"
Matt cocks his head to the left
"From the Lifer quad?!"

I'm incredulous
"Crossed the invisible line?
You're that desperate?"

"That line is stupid."
Matt shakes the bottle again
"De-seg says it is."

Hair clumps in place. Check.
"And look how well de-seg works." I gestured around

Only Zs right here
Not a Lifer to be seen
They keep their distance

"There's a girl. Siobhan."
I eyed him skeptically
"I think she likes me."


Excerpted from Brains for Lunch by K. A. Holt, Gahan Wilson. Copyright © 2010 Kari Anne Roy. Excerpted by permission of Roaring Brook Press.
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Table of Contents


English 101,
Girl's Lar,
The Contest,
Siobhan's House,

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