First Ever Blogiversary Giveaway
Posted by elena | Posted in General, Giveaways | Posted on 06-03-2010
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Lovely present and future readers of With Extra Pulp, It has been exactly one year since I began the treacherous and harrowing journey into the blogosphere. I’ve had many blogs since I discovered LiveJournal as a naive and, well, let’s face it, angsty fifteen-year-old, but this one lasted the longest. It’s my favourite.
To celebrate my One Year Blogiversary, I’m hosting a totally rad giveaway. It’s international, because well, I have too many Yanky-doodle and Pommy-licious readers to ignore. (Plus, according to GetClicky, some Google-strays from Sweden, Belgium and Spain. Rad.)
Prizes were picked based on books I read in 2009 that I loved, and zines, because not many people seemed to know what these are. Aaaaand, just because I love to pimp out Aussie lit journals, each prize pack will also contain an excellent new um, Aussie lit journal. The awesome folks from Kill Your Darlings have kindly sponsored this leg of the booty (Thanks Kill Your Darlings team!)
Awesomundo Prize Pack No. 1: Superheroes and Their Tight Tight Pants.
1 x Soon I Will Be Invincible by Austin Grossman
1 x Deadpool comic
1 x First Issue of Kill Your Darlings
As you all know, superheroes and supervillains are so cool it’s hard to find the words to describe just how cool. Soon I will be invincible looks like it was meant to be a comic book, but it’s not. It’s an entertaining novel. About superheroes. Me likey.
Deadpool goes in here because, um, I heart Deadpool. He’s such a smartarse. And compares himself to Ryan Reynolds (which is hilarious, if anyone saw a little movie called Wolverine: X-Men Origins). And then later, he teams up with Cable and they get some great banter going. So yep, you get a copy of an issue of Deadpool. Which one? You’ll have to wait and see.
Awesomundo Prize Pack No. 2: Dirty Stinkin’ Beats
1 x Howl by Allen Ginsberg
a few x Zines from Sticky
1 x Kill Your Darlings
I get made fun of for my *cough*small*cough* obsession with the Beat Generation. You can all shut your faces now, because I’m giving away a free copy of Ginsberg’s Howl and other poems. Put it on your bookshelf or next to your bed. It should impress potential lovers and friends (well, potential lovers and friends with street cred). Or you could, I dunno, read it.
This prize also includes a selection of zines from the Sticky Institute Zine Fair. Don’t think of it as second-hand. Think of it as “personally handpicked for this special prize by the ever so tasteful Elena”. Now, doesn’t that sound much better?
Awesomundo Prize Pack No. 3: Aussie. Sort of.
1 x Romeo of the Underworld by Veny Armanno
1 x handmade zine
1 x Kill Your Darlings
This one’s a little different from the others. I’ve picked one of my favourite reads of 2009, by one of my absolute favourite writers, who happens to be Sicilian-Australian. Romeo of the Underworld by Venero Armanno. This book holds fond memories for me. I bought it on a family trip to Maleny last year from a gorgeous bookshop that could’ve been straight out of a European film, with its wooden floorboards, and its lingering smell of toast. Except it was in Queensland wine country. So it is second hand, but in excellent condition (no doggy ears or post-it rips. Yippee).
And, because I’m sticking with the theme of this particular prize pack, you could also win a HAND MADE ZINE by yours truly. zomgwtfbbq. I’m only ‘sort of’ Australian (born overseas). Okay some people might feel like they’re getting ripped off with this last prize pack. It’s self-indulgent and self-congratulatory and not a little uppity. Why the hell would you want my battered and read book (I mean battered emotionally, not physically)? Why the effing hell would you want a crappy handmade zine by yours truly, the epitome of artistically-challenged? Because this particular prize has HEART. And HEART is the thing that wins Oscars and makes people cry and spreads the love. Gush time over. It’s not that bad a prize. Please don’t cry if you win this. It would suck big time.
Boring stuff, aka The Rules:
- Leave a comment answering the following question
Would you rather be
a) A half-titanium cyborg with intimacy issues?
b) a grizzly-faced poet whose words land him in court?
c) caught in a messy love triangle with your mate, a beautiful woman, and your Sicilian temper?
And then tell us why.
- Tweet* about this giveaway (+3 entries) (include URL in your comment)
- Blog about this giveaway (+6 entries) (include URL in your comment)
- Subscribe to this blog on RSS (+1 entry) (let me know in the comment if you are a subscriber)
- The competition will end on at 11.59pm AEDST (GMT+11) on Friday 19th March.
- Three winners will be selected at random and announced on Monday 22nd March
* Only your first tweet will gain you extra entries. Spamming is lame.
Good luck!
I love contests, it’s so nice to get free stuff! Congrats on the anniversary.
Could I be a half titanium cyborg who intimacy issues who happens to be caught in a messy love triangle with my mate, a beautiful woman, and my Sicilian temper?
I actually am Sicilian/Italian and have always wanted to be a cyborg and I really do have intimacy issues (I don’t trust very easily). Now I would have to change the beautiful woman to a gorgeous man (along the lines of Taye Diggs) and make my friend ugly so the love triangle would work out my way, but other than that I think it would be fun. By the way does being a cyborg come with cool abilities like supersonic quickness or x-ray vision?
Okay so I wasn’t going to comment, as I told you earlier, but then I reread the options and saw that one of them definitely related to ME! I really really want to be caught in a messy love triangle with my mate, a beautiful woman and my Sicilian temper! I was also thinking that you could be my mate (since you are) and then we could convince some hot lesbian to be involved in a love triangle with us! What do you think? But I have to ask one thing…can I replace the Sicilian temper with my Spanish temper?
HAPPY BLOGOVERSARY!
Happy Bloggiversary! One year only? It feels like you’ve been blogging for ever.
I shall have to enter the competition and I pick B – a grizzly faced (really?) poet whose words lands her in court. It’s all quite romantic, isn’t it? Getting thrown into the idiocy of bureaucracy by expressing yourself through art.
Mae: I think Allen Ginsberg was grizzly-faced. It’s just a blanket description I give to any heavily bearded man.
[...] Well, you can find that out by reading her post about it! [...]
w00t! Happy Blogiversary! I’m very glad that you’re around, and here’s to another 365!
I have to say that of the three choices, I’d probably pick the grizzly poet. Because, well, that’s the writer in me.
Here’s my tweet:
http://twitter.com/bibliofreakblog/status/10147350234
I follow you w/ Google Reader.
Zomg! (I’ve never typed that before…) Happy blogversary. :)
Yay! Entries:
Definitely C! I’ve always secretly (not so secretly anymore, eh?) wanted to be an erotica writer. Option C would definitely turn my life into a story along those lines given I’m a woman, my best mate is a woman and we’d be in a love triangle with another woman! o_O I wonder how my man will feel about that…
Tweet: I don’t know how to give you the exact tweet, but it’s at the top of my page: http://twitter.com/JMScribe
Blog post: http://www.inkyblots.com/win-aussie-awesomeness-from-with-extra-pulp/
Erm… I don’t know how to prove that I follow you, but I do in Google Reader.
[...] That’s it! And if you do that, you are entered into the running for a veritable smorgasbord of awesome prizes. There are opportunities to increase your entries (by, say, writing a blog about it) but you can read all that at her entry. [...]
It’s going to have to be option a) for me, Elena. Being a half-cyborg is freakin’ cool enough, but one with intimacy issues? That’s perfect! Titanium may not be magnetic, but I bet you the combination of my incredible strength and agility, and the sensitivity of being unable to truly feel things would have chicks flocking to me in droves.
Women can sense emotional immaturity in males. That’s why, as I jammed one policeman feet-first through another policeman, a tall, busty, strong-willed but with caring eyes, husky-voiced woman named Lily would stroll up to me and touch my forearm.
“Can you feel this?” she would ask.
“No.” I would answer, as my skin’s nerve endings will have been replaced by ultra-high frequency vibrating sensors that could detect movement from five kilometres away in any direction.
“How about this?” she would ask, before slamming her lips against mine in a passionate kiss, while behind my back I use half a policeman to blow up a tank.
A montage would ensue, as they are wont to do. Here is me attempting to smell a rose, and her comforting me as all I end up doing is decomposing its aromatic compounds into their constituent formula units and running a mass spectrometry analysis on them. This fades out to my huge arms cradling a baby, and her gasp and relieved sigh as I dent its head in, but then delicately pop it back out again.
Wedding bells intrude on this image before a swipe reveals us standing at the altar. The priest announces that I may now kiss the bride, and I do so, while the camera reveals that I am actually fighting off a swarm of army helicopters in the background. I wink into the camera and the credits roll.
And that is why I think option a) would be kick arse.
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Yay! A contest! I’ll toss in my hat.
I’ll choose option three. I figure if I’m Sicilian and have a hot temper and find my lover with another woman i’m going to make them pay. But of course I love my partner and once he grovels at my feet for forgiveness the make up sex would amazing. Not that I ever would forgive because I’d hold a grudge. Hot tempered grudge held tightly in my fist. The woman would find herself going through a few levels of hell, but I think I might have to forgive her because wouldn’t it be great to know someone who could understand how desperate and painful it is to love this schmuck who keeps toying with our affections??
Besides, I’d imagine being a half cyborg would be very annoying in the winter as the metal parts would always be cold and I just can’t tolerate being cold hence why I’ve moved to Australia. Also, I’ve tried going along without shaving but I just don’t feel human and my poetry always ends up more Suessian and gay than beatnik. (I use the traditional definition of gay, not the modern) I’d be a failed beatnik and cyborg so I think I’d have to let my inner Sicilian out to play.
I would have to say “caught in a messy love triangle with your mate, a beautiful woman, and your Sicilian temper” because who doesn’t want to be in love, even if it is messy? And if I have a Sicilian temper, it means I’m Sicilian, which means I’m in Europe which simply kicks ass! I don’t even have a passport so that sounds delightful to me!
A half-titanium cyborg with intimacy issues please!
I’m afraid I don’t have a really cool story to tell about bashing police and getting married to a husky-voiced woman (which would be weird, b/c I’m not sure if there are lesbian cyborgs), and I would post you in my blog if anyone read it, but I’m afraid it would be a redundant exercise :(
Great competition!
Grizzly faced poet being taken to court? I’m livin’ the dream, baby! Let’s see…
A grizzly-faced …
I’ve got a little tuft of a beard coming along, but being Asian it’s very hard to grow anything more than a pitiful prickle of whiskers. Hmm…
… poet …
Er, well I do dabble.
… whose words land him …
I’m male, and I know words! Hey, that’s a significant achievement. Ooga booga.
… in court
I’ve done jury duty, does that count?
OK, maybe not, but one day I’ll get there …
If this frogger-playing blogger takes up poetry as a sport
I hope the diction of my fiction lands my geeky ass in court
Tho’ my stubble causes trouble every time I show my face
I’d use my ching-chong-chinglish to defend the honour of my race.
So hopefully my nerdy words will get me to the bench
I’d ask my trusty lawyer to subpoena that Elena wench
Then stand up to the pudgey judge and say, “Your honour, (gulp)”
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So hang on, how do the prizes work? Not that I’d complain if I won anything, but looks like most people are gunning for #1, including me …
btw Lyvvie, just noticed your comment about “Suessian and gay” poetry. In light of what I just produced above, LOL!!!
Happy blog-birthday!
I’d be:
a) A half-titanium cyborg with intimacy issues.
Basically because I could fulfill a lifelong dream of trying to emulate and impersonate an anxious version of The Bicentennial Man.
Powers of deduction, let’s kick it.
A) A half-titanium cyborg with intimacy issues:
Tempting! Very tempting but too ambiguous. What are the issues? I could enjoy it were I some form of titanium infused super human, chiseled abs and a rock hard mainframe. Downloading and loading down a different girl each night, logging into her USB two-point-ohhhhh pleasure port only to pretend to take down her ISP address and then never network with her again. All because I was never told “I love you” by my motherboard. That’s not a hard second life.
Alternately, if the intimacy issue is that I’m a half robot that frequently gets intimate with a Japanese body pillow, that would be a touch too weird…
Next option!
B) A grizzly-faced poet whose words land him in court:
No.
Just No.
Unless it was to deliver verdicts in limericks.
The defendant John Smith is in strife
Over the murder of Barbara, his wife
Also, his brother Ted
Who John caught in his bed,
John, we’re giving you eighteen to life.
Which brings us to…
C) Caught in a messy love triangle with your mate, a beautiful woman and you’re Sicilian temper:
To have a Sicilian temper, I would have to be Sicilian, no? Now, love triangles can often lead to death (see above) and because of that I like to think that this wouldn’t happen because while my friends know to never get involved in a land war in Asia, they’re also aware that you should never go in against a Sicilian when death is on the line.
This option is in every way inconceivable.
Verdict!
I will take C. Despite it being impossible, this question is multiple choice and in multiple choice, C is *always* the answer.
Jeremy: I thought B was *always* the answer O.o
Just to make it clear, I hope everyone sort of picked up that each scenario has something to do with the three different books you can win…but I’m sure all my smart cookie readers knew this already ;)
Happy blogiversary. Definitely a half titanium cyborg with intimacy issues. I’d imagine that my titanium half would include the part that regulates and expresses human emotions, hence the intimacy issues would stem from the hollow sound of my love poetry echoing through the metal tubes of my heart. The result being a kind of VCR manual-like delivery of my desires, a love story told through binary and poorly translated english.
I want the superhero pack, fyi haha.
And in keeping with this theme, I would be a half titanium cyborg with intimacy issues. Why you ask? Well I already have intimacy issues, and in just a little while I will become half cyborg. Well at the very least I wish I was half cyborg, no one would fuck with me then, and I’d never be mistaken for a 12 year old when I went to buy beer, and if I was mistaken for a 12 year old I could just go on a crazy cyborg killing spree… for retributive purposes of course, and because it would be so fun. That’s my story.