WIP Wednesday: Long Live Serial Fiction
I'm writing about zombies.
Well, not exactly. I'm writing about people dealing with zombies and each other in a post-apocalyptic setting. I (almost) swore I never would, but, as Justin Bieber says, never say never.
Great Zeus, did I just reference Bieber?
I'll be releasing Dead Lands in three parts. If I still want to play in the world I've created, I have ideas for other books.
Come back Friday for a the first chapter of the first installment, Pass the Ammunition. Until then, here's a teaser:
Back in high school, Mrs. Phelps made us do this littlewriting project about what kind of junk we'd grab if our house was on fire. Shewas an English teacher and older than both my folks put together. Even herwrinkles had wrinkles, but you won't see anyone that old anymore. They can'trun fast enough. They can't swing a bat or sledge hammer hard enough to crack azombie's skull. Most kids wrote down inane shit like family photos or theirChihuahua. I think I wrote about my brother's Playboy collection. That was a different life.
Well, not exactly. I'm writing about people dealing with zombies and each other in a post-apocalyptic setting. I (almost) swore I never would, but, as Justin Bieber says, never say never.
Great Zeus, did I just reference Bieber?
I'll be releasing Dead Lands in three parts. If I still want to play in the world I've created, I have ideas for other books.
Come back Friday for a the first chapter of the first installment, Pass the Ammunition. Until then, here's a teaser:
Back in high school, Mrs. Phelps made us do this littlewriting project about what kind of junk we'd grab if our house was on fire. Shewas an English teacher and older than both my folks put together. Even herwrinkles had wrinkles, but you won't see anyone that old anymore. They can'trun fast enough. They can't swing a bat or sledge hammer hard enough to crack azombie's skull. Most kids wrote down inane shit like family photos or theirChihuahua. I think I wrote about my brother's Playboy collection. That was a different life.
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