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December 20, 2012

The Twelve Days of (Christmas) the Mayan Apocalypse (12)

The world is ending soon. We don’t have much time. If you’re new to the Twelve Days of the Mayan Apocalypse, you might want to start here.


Day 12: This is the Big One


The meteors are raining down. The end is just minutes away. The sun is setting and the end of the world will be spectacular light show or orange sky, streaking balls of flame, and explosions hitting the earth.


You can be anywhere in the world to watch the spectacle.


Where do you go to watch?


Who do you bring with you?


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Thanks for playing along. I hope you enjoyed the Mayan Apocalypse.


See you tomorrow. Maybe!


You’ll need something to do in the post-civilized world, so order one of my books while Amazon’s servers are still up and UPS is still delivering! Your money won’t be worth anything on December 22nd, so spend it while you can.


If you’ve never read me try: The End of Marking Time , Sin & Vengeance , or Dinner At Deadman’s . Or get a signed book and help needy kids at www.22wb.com .



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Published on December 20, 2012 20:21

December 19, 2012

The Twelve Days of (Christmas) the Mayan Apocalypse (11)

The world is ending soon. We don’t have much time. If you’re new to the Twelve Days of the Mayan Apocalypse, you might want to start here.


Day 11: I’ll Have What He’s Having

Life was good for about ten hours. Your new lover arrived and you spent a blissful night together.  In the early morning hours the two of you slipped outside to view the stars. You held hands, looked up into the sky and far to the south, streaks of light rocketed down from the heavens.


At first the white-hot streaks could have been shooting stars, but they continued for ten minutes then twenty. They kept coming by the dozens all morning long.


When the sun rose, other couples came out and gaped as you all watched the streaking balls of stone crash to earth in little fireballs all along the horizon.


By breakfast it was clear the strikes were coming closer, raining down, destroying everything in a slow march of burning rock headed toward the army base. The good news was that the zombies were being wiped out en masse. The bad news was that there was nowhere to hide from the relentless meteor shower.


The team decides that driving north is futile. You have a full day to enjoy before the meteors start hitting.


What do you choose for you last meal? Don’t forget dessert!


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You’ll need something to do in the post-civilized world, so order one of my books while Amazon’s servers are still up and UPS is still delivering! Your money won’t be worth anything on December 22nd, so spend it while you can.


If you’ve never read me try: The End of Marking Time , Sin & Vengeance , or Dinner At Deadman’s . Or get a signed book and help needy kids at www.22wb.com .



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Published on December 19, 2012 20:20

December 18, 2012

The Twelve Days of (Christmas) the Mayan Apocalypse (10)

The world is ending soon. We don’t have much time. If you’re new to the Twelve Days of the Mayan Apocalypse, you might want to start here.


Day 10: It’s Your Turn

First thing in the morning on day 10 you fly in your twelve couples and turn them loose on the base. None of them complained about your lousy flying because they were so grateful to be safe of the zombies and have plenty of food and water, they’d follow you anywhere.


Your zombie-killing friends took the liberty of finding mates of their own. The group elects you mayor. Everything is great. You are in charge. You’re safe. Everyone is happy. You just need someone to spend your quality time with.


In your position, you can have any person on earth you choose.


Who will it be?


 


You’ll need something to do in the post-civilized world, so order one of my books while Amazon’s servers are still up and UPS is still delivering! Your money won’t be worth anything on December 22nd, so spend it while you can.


If you’ve never read me try: The End of Marking Time , Sin & Vengeance , or Dinner At Deadman’s . Or get a signed book and help needy kids at www.22wb.com .



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December 17, 2012

The Twelve Days of (Christmas) the Mayan Apocalypse (9)

The world is ending soon. We don’t have much time. If you’re new to the Twelve Days of the Mayan Apocalypse, you might want to start here.


Day 9: A Matchmaker for all Time

It only took one day for the survivors to get restless inside the military base. Whether it was bravado or boredom, they all ventured outside the gate in search of something to help the camp.


You decided to play it safe, stay behind the fence with your friends from the jeep, and practice flying one of the three remaining helicopters. After a few hours you learned to get ten feet off the ground and hold steady. You didn’t dare go any higher until you saw a huge dust cloud a mile away.


You flew up one hundred feet saw your new friends surrounded by a dazed horde numbering in the hundreds. You wobbled and fluttered back down as fast as you could and crashed to the deck so hard it felt like the landing gear was going to fall off as soon as you got airborne again.


You sucked so badly at flying,  your zombie-killing friends refused to get in the helicopter, so you all hopped into a Hummer and sped out of the camp. By the time you reached the wreckage it was too late. The fifty caliber on top of the roof screamed out rounds into the horde, but the zombies had already cornered the band of wandering survivors and devoured them.


All you could do was turn back and get inside the fence before you were overrun.


When the horde finished feeding and moved along you were left with the realization that you needed to start repopulating the world with new survivors.


Choose 12 couples to begin the process. They need to be young and healthy enough to have lots of kids. They don’t have to like or even know each other yet.


Who will you choose?


 


You’ll need something to do in the post-civilized world, so order one of my books while Amazon’s servers are still up and UPS is still delivering! Your money won’t be worth anything on December 22nd, so spend it while you can.


If you’ve never read me try: The End of Marking Time , Sin & Vengeance , or Dinner At Deadman’s . Or get a signed book and help needy kids at www.22wb.com .



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Published on December 17, 2012 20:18

December 16, 2012

The Twelve Days of (Christmas) the Mayan Apocalypse (8)

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Day 8: A Modern Day Noah

The sun rose over the killing field on day 8 and peace returned to the plain. The survivors tested the military living quarters, and enjoyed watching the herds of animals prance around the base, but by noon they grew antsy.


The body count outside the fence lulled many into thinking the zombies wouldn’t return and they ventured outside the fence in search of things they’d need later. You suspect this wasn’t borne of real needs at all. Many men saw how you were heralded as a hero and they are jealous.


They leave the base in search of something that will prove their worth and endear them to the group. Several approach you and ask what you think the group needs to survive the winter. They’re willing to go to any length to collect what you require.


Will you play Noah and ask to collect seeds for planting and animals to populate the grounds inside the fence? You have plenty of fresh water and weapons and ammunition to last two lifetimes.


Is it safe to send them outside at all? What will you ask them to bring back?


 


You’ll need something to do in the post-civilized world, so order one of my books while Amazon’s servers are still up and UPS is still delivering! Your money won’t be worth anything on December 22nd, so spend it while you can.


 I f you’ve never read me try: The End of Marking Time , Sin & Vengeance , or Dinner At Deadman’s . Or get a signed book and help needy kids at www.22wb.com .


 


 



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December 14, 2012

The Twelve Days of (Christmas) the Mayan Apocalypse (7)

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Day 7: A Hero, A Leader, and the Spoils of Fame

The zombies are stupid and they can only move at a slow walk, but they have a keen sense of smell and they never give up.


On day six you learned that it wasn’t just the bear out in front of the zombie horde. What began as a few zombies following the scent of a deer, grew exponentially. More zombies joined the chase.  Deer, moose, and bears kept out ahead of them, entire habitats were stripped of any animal too big to crawl in a hole and hide.


Most animals easily kept out ahead. Even though the zombie horde stretched through swamps and forests and became miles wide, the animals bounced ahead of them, grazing and keeping up the pace without straining.


People weren’t so calm. You picked up six desperate hitchhikers, filling every seat in the jeep and adding two men on the roof. The caravan of vehicles ahead of the horde was packed to overflowing, every seat filled, men atop the vehicles acting as scouts and snipers. Eventually this group would run out of fuel and in a day or two the zombies would catch up and devour everyone.


The road opened to a sprawling plain, dotted along its center with a fifteen foot fence. The deserted army base gave you an idea and you raced ahead and stopped the convoy.


The survivors sprang to action on your orders. Four wheel drive vehicles followed you along the fence line. Buses and big rigs lined up on a diagonal to the entrance. And a hundred men rushed inside to the armory.


Thousands of animals approached two miles ahead of the zombie horde. The four wheelers revved up and drove the herd south like a mechanized cattle drive. The animals refused to go back toward the zombies. They knew certain death awaited them there, so they followed the fence and get funneled onto the army base where they could live safely from the zombies until they became your dinner.


The zombies approached two hours later and the awesome military firepower you had aligned along the fence mowed them down. They weren’t smart enough to veer off and save themselves, so you were forced to conserve ammunition, but your team took them down until only stragglers remained.


When the dust settled, you were behind the fence on 20,000 acres of a military reservation with enough food to last for months. The grateful survivors proclaimed you their hero and offered you any reward you chose.


What would you ask for?


 


You’ll need something to do in the post-civilized world, so order one of my books while Amazon’s servers are still up and UPS is still delivering! Your money won’t be worth anything on December 22nd, so spend it while you can.


If you’ve never read me try: The End of Marking Time , Sin & Vengeance , or Dinner At Deadman’s . Or get a signed book and help needy kids at www.22wb.com .


 


 



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December 13, 2012

The Twelve Days of (Christmas) the Mayan Apocalypse (6)

The world is ending soon. We don’t have much time. If you’re new to the Twelve Days of the Mayan Apocalypse, you might want to start here.


Day 6: A Different Sort of Bear Attack

On day five you were cruising down the highway and saw a gruesome sight. Hordes of zombies have joined together and they are marching forward eating everything in their path. You can’t turn around because the road is engulfed. Your only choice is to drive on and hope you don’t run out of gas.


You slowed to watch a black bear out front of the herd. He tired of running and turned to stand his ground. His first swipe cut a zombie in half. Ditto his second. The horde surrounded him and you were glad he was doing your work, making the place safer as he killed them one by one.


The bear mauled forty of them before he got too tired to fight them off. They climbed on and started gnawing through his fur. You didn’t shoot. There were just too many of them and it was too late for the bear.


You snapped a photo with your iPhone and drove on, glad to be inside the jeep and not out there on foot.


Twenty miles down the road, your partner takes over driving for a while. You decide to post the picture online as a tribute to the brave creature.


What is your final Facebook status or Tweet?


Which of your friends is so techno addicted they will log on and see it?


You’ll need something to do in the post-civilized world, so order one of my books while Amazon’s servers are still up and UPS is still delivering! Your money won’t be worth anything on December 22nd, so spend it while you can.


If you’ve never read me try: The End of Marking Time , Sin & Vengeance , or Dinner At Deadman’s . Or get a signed book and help needy kids at www.22wb.com .



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Published on December 13, 2012 20:14

December 12, 2012

The Twelve Days of (Christmas) the Mayan Apocalypse (5)

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Day 5: Where’s Grandma?

On day four you learned to siphon gas by sucking on plastic tubing then letting gravity take over. You also learned that gasoline burns and it takes forever to get the taste out of your mouth. Especially when you can’t find a Twinkie anywhere!


But at least the Jeep is running. You are on Interstate 64 west almost to Kentucky. You can’t decide if you’d be better off down south where you can keep warm without fuel, or up north where the zombies will die off in the cold. So you keep going west.


When you get to St. Louis, you need to decide whether to take 55 south to Memphis, 44 southwest to Oklahoma, or 70 west to Kansas City. You could take 55 north to Chicago, but the place is completely overrun by zombies. No one goes there.


You try to use your cell phone and Verizon says the system can’t handle phone calls (probably ever again). You have time for one last text message.


Who do you send it to?


Grandma is pretty smart, but she couldn’t have outrun the zombies this long. Who can you text? What do you say? And where do you go from here?


You’ll need something to do in the post-civilized world, so order one of my books while Amazon’s servers are still up and UPS is still delivering! Your money won’t be worth anything on December 22nd, so spend it while you can.


If you’ve never read me try: The End of Marking Time , Sin & Vengeance , or Dinner At Deadman’s . Or get a signed book and help needy kids at www.22wb.com .



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Published on December 12, 2012 20:13

December 11, 2012

The Twelve Days of (Christmas) the Mayan Apocalypse (4)

The world is ending soon. We don’t have much time. Let’s figure out what we’re going to do when it all goes to Hell. If you’re new to the Twelve Days of the Mayan Apocalypse, you might want to start here.


Day 4: On The Road Again…

On day three you grabbed your weapon of choice and fought your way west out of New York City into New Jersey. Luckily you found a black Jeep Grand Cherokee and four-wheeled your way across southern Pennsylvania on Interstate 70.


The zombie hordes have thinned over the miles, but you know you’ll run into them again. You pass dozens of people on the side of the road and they are envious that you have a car that runs. You can choose any of them to ride shotgun and help you kill zombies.


Who is your zombie killing partner?


Michonne from The Walking Dead would make a great addition to your team. She doesn’t talk much, but she had good judgment when it came to the Governor and she is awesome with that sword of hers.


Tallahasse from Zombieland is awesome with a gun, garden shears, or even a banjo. He does have a little problem with Twinkies, but who doesn’t miss those now? He didn’t get zombie kill of the week, but he’d save your butt for sure.


Wichita proved she was sly and conniving in Zombieland. She might not have the firepower of the other two, but she has some other qualities that may be valuable after a few weeks on the road.


Alice from Resident Evil has those T cells that give her amazing speed and strength. You couldn’t ask for someone more powerful on your side. Unless you have an issue being out zombie bashed by a woman, she’d be a great partner.


Got a better choice? Chime in? Who do you want riding shotgun in your jeep?


You’ll need something to do in the post-civilized world, so order one of my books while Amazon’s servers are still up and UPS is still delivering! Your money won’t be worth anything on December 22nd, so spend it while you can.


If you’ve never read me try: The End of Marking Time , Sin & Vengeance , or Dinner At Deadman’s . Or get a signed book and help needy kids at www.22wb.com .



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Published on December 11, 2012 20:12

December 10, 2012

The Twelve Days of (Christmas) the Mayan Apocalypse (3)

The world is ending soon. We don’t have much time. Let’s figure out what we’re going to do when it all goes to Hell. If you’re new to the Twelve Days of the Mayan Apocalypse, you might want to start here.


Day 3: It Wouldn’t be Apocalyptic Without the Walking Dead

On day two your neighbors started beating each other silly over cans of peaches and jars of peanut butter. By the end of the day a few of them were munching on human brains. On day 3 you wake up to everyone’s apocalyptic nightmare: zombies.


No one is sure where or how the infection started, but it spread so rapidly most of your neighborhood was caught by surprise. Now you’re low on food and you need to get out of the city before you become food. The walking dead clog the sidewalks, aimlessly wandering in search of anyone who isn’t infected.


You need a weapon if you want to survive.


I would leave the house with my PSE bow, Browning Gold shotgun, and my Walther PK 380. The bow is heavy to carry, but the arrows are reusable which is key when battling hordes of the undead. I also own a handy ammo belt for my shotgun, but that sucker would be empty in about two blocks.


If I had my choice, I would upgrade to an HK MP5. It kicks a lot less than the Browning and the ammunition is a lot lighter. The interchangeable magazines make it much easier to load. The only setback trading the Browning for the MP5 is stopping power. The Browning will put anyone on their backside with a 3 inch load of 000 buckshot.


If you had to get out of New York City alive, what weapon would you choose? Would it be a sword like Michonne from The Walking Dead? Or would you go for something with a little more firepower?


You’ll need something to do in the post-civilized world, so order one of my books while Amazon’s servers are still up and UPS is still delivering! Your money won’t be worth anything on December 22nd, so spend it while you can.


  If you’ve never read me try: The End of Marking Time , Sin & Vengeance , or Dinner At Deadman’s . Or get a signed book and help needy kids at www.22wb.com .



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Published on December 10, 2012 20:04