Tuesday, September 02, 2014

Another Night in the Life of THE WRONG KIND of DEAD

At first it was going to be another Summer Wrap-Up post in time for Labor Day. Instead, here’s this morning’s Facebook entry about last night’s work on The Wrong Kind of Dead, Book 3 in my SAGA OF THE DEAD SILENCER:

They say one should never go to bed mad. Well, I didn’t—I went to bed unable to keep my eyes open a minute longer, as is my custom — but I did it in the middle of my hero getting verbally dressed down by his wife. So now I gotta wake up and finish this. The zombies I’m killing at the end of this chapter are going to die extra hard for this one. The hell of it is, Mrs. Grace is right—Mr. Grace needs to get his head out of his ass, out of the past, and into a very deadly and messed-up present. The Evil has never been more evil than what we’re fighting in this book. How evil? Hell, the zombies have to step up their game just to keep up!

It's a lesson I need to take to heart, myself. Forget all of that background noise. Or else the Gobble-uns'll git you Ef You Don't Watch Out!

This brings me to the obligatory plug for the first two books in the SAGA OF THE DEAD SILENCER, novels of post-apocalypse adventure that are neither Guns and Ammo porn nor weepy soap opera. Check out Book 1, Bleeding Kansas, in Kindle and paperback. When you’re done with that, go straight to Grace Among the Dead, also in Kindle and paperback. These are brutal tales, brutally written, and both picked up by Luzifer-Verlag for German translation. Check out what the Germans stomach so much better than your fellow Americans.

Book 1 has ONE exploding head
on its cover.
Book 2 has TWO exploding heads.
See the pattern here?