Day Seven: Hour fourteen: Minute Eleven

Finding a functional vehicle has proven to be difficult. These last few days have been trying. Our handful or survivors are still here, but morale is slipping fast. What supplies we had are quickly diminishing. It appears it is time to cut rations, if we don't, we won't last long. There is a plan in place, get to the mountains. I figure the mountain regions were sparsely populated before the outbreak, so the zombie population must be lower, it has to be.


The book has been slow going the last few days. Lots of events going on in real life. My landlord was so kind to let me know that he is selling the house I rent from him, so I needed to find a new place to live ASAP. I have found a place, I am moving back to Moline temporarily. Don't really want to be out that far in bumble-fuck, but, it is my only option at the moment.
My car, that piece of shit, has decided it has run long enough. The transmission has gone out, I can only drive her in second gear. Very frustrating since I have only had the car for a few weeks. I do have a powertrain warranty on the vehicle, but that is proving to be a hassle. An inspector needs to come out and look at my car, then give the mechanic the ok to tear the transmission apart. Then once that is done, the inspector needs to come back out and check all the parts to see if they are covered. It is a vicious cycle of crap.
On the plus side, moving is a God send right now, I am towing the car on the back of the Uhaul, and see if I can get it fixed there. If it is still a big hassle, I will just get something newer.
I am hoping writing will commence soon, I have been working on small projects to keep my writing skills up, mostly gaming poetry. I will keep everyone updated on the progress of the book.

Thanks for reading :-)

Day two: hour eleven: minute thirty-one

After a rough night, myself and the other survivors decided to head from Chicago to Washington. The mountains have got to have a smaller undead population than the city. There are seven of us here. We have found sufficient supplies and are working on finding a functioning vehicle. Wish us luck.




I have hit a writers block today, but I am hoping blogging will remedy any blocks I encounter. Writing this book really is like strategizing survival. I need to figure out where the characters will go, what they will do, how THEY will survive. I also have to plan for every unforseen event that may arise.


So far, in the book, things have just begun. The first "zombie" has been discovered, a seven year old little girl. The cause of the outbreak has been discovered. There are two protagonists in this story, an engaged couple, who have been separated. The premise of the story is simple, two people trying to reach each other in the midst of chaos. The chapters alternate each characters trials and tribulations to reach the other. Each chapter after five will begin with journal entries. I am hoping it will work, and I hope it will be something readers will want more of. There have been only a handful of great zombie tales in the written word, my goal is to be one of those writers.

Day one: hour nineteen: minute fifty-five

The world as we know it has changed.




The undead have invaded every city in every country. Chicago, New York, Washington DC.......all in ruins. There are few survivors, and fewer guns. How will the people who are left survive? Will they be able to re-build what has been destroyed?

This is my first REAL attempt at blogging......so here goes nothing.


I find my creativeness overflowing as of late. I have always loved zombies. Always figuring out how I would survive an outbreak, where I would go, who I would take with me. I look around my house from time to time and take inventory of what could be used to crush an undead skull, lol. I am a dork, I fully admit it. So, now I am writing about them.
I didn't always write about zombies, I started two years ago writing paranormal romance. (And before anyone even says ANYTHING, no, not like Twilight.) I wrote about "real" vampires, no glitter, no over-styled hair, no warewolves trying to steal the protagonist's woman. "Real" vampires, if there is a such thing, doing what they do naturally, while finding time for the occasional human booty call. 
After two years, and almost four completed books in series, I realized I wasn't passionate about what I was writing. Sure, writing steamy sex scenes is fun some of the time, but there was too much drama, lol. Zombies are my passion. I started writing poems and verse, and that quickly turned into three chapters of a new novel, in a different genre. I am really enjoying the whole zombie/apocalypse thing. The words flow so easily, the plots pop up in my head repeatedly, the gory details are SO much more fun to write than foreplay and finding yet another word for penis.
My target date to have this book finished is February 2012. It will be the first in a series of four. I am hoping I will have the guts to publish this one.
So to anyone who comes across my blog, enjoy!