So, I thought I’d take a moment to consolidate the Love of the Living Dead serial that was spread out in bits and pieces over about 30 days of my 100 days project. Here’s where it begins: Day 50 – Zombie Love. and I’ll add links to the following instalments at the end of each … More Zombie Love
Brian ducks down to get through the small door, steps into the court. Mike is already warming up, lazily bouncing the ball off various walls. “Hey, how’d the date go?” “Alright… I guess.” “Yeah. What’d you do?” Mike lines up to serve, really launches it. Brian dives for the corner, sneakers squeaking, thwacks it high … More Day 89 – Smart Girls, Pretty Girls
Frank pulls at the dead branches, cutting and breaking away the dead wood, fuming… for no real reason, but fuming. Bored and restless he’s tired of hiding out in this garden, hiding under Gloria’s protective wing. They don’t talk much about the zombie-ism but it’s always there, the fact he isn’t “normal.” She’s tried to … More Day 80 – Love of the Living Dead
“Dad! What are you doing on the roof? Get down from there!” Jesus. I hold the ladder steady as he works his way down. As soon as I can reach him I hold him steady too. 84 years old. “What were you thinking? You know your balance is no good anymore, you could have broken … More Day 76 – Get Down From There!
Another installment of fiction on demand, this time with lines tweeted from Shawn and Jenna. * * * What the fuck did I get myself into? It all started when it started to pour, a summer stroll turned into a summer sprint. Heading for the trees, ducking under the broad sweep of a spruce tree, … More Day 67 – Summer Storm