I realize I need to make time for the things that make me "me." And yes, watching overated T.V. shows is my thing. Yes I know a lot of them are over dramatized, but if it can make you cry, or laugh, or yell at it, then they have some good writers.
But it's Zombie Sunday in my little world today. The Walking Dead only has two episodes left this season.... And they killed off Dale. Yeah, I was sick of him on his high horse and morals, but he had a point. What's the point of saving yourself, and humanity if we don't have any humanity left. Yes, it's survival of the fittest, but can't we save the weak and help make them strong? That always seems to be the real question in a Zombie Apocalypse. Even in all the numerous zombie books I've been reading. And yes, I have read a lot since I got my kindle. It's hard to find a decent zombie book, much less a good zombie series! And I have sifted through a lot of shit to find books that I wish my could be like. That I could aspire to.
Right now, I'm reading the Zombie Fallout series by Mark Tufo. I got sucked in when I bought the first one for 99 cents. (yes, a lot of my purchases are by price.... but the next books cost more, and I still bought them. Even being frugal, I know when I need to spend my money.) It has a great story, great characters, and a great voice. At first, I was skeptical, it had a vampire in it (I'm not a big fan of vampires because of the whole Twilight bull), and the supernatural, it was another journal style zombie book, and I had just read one with a zombie that could still think like a human and whatnot. It was okay, but I DID NOT want to buy the next ones. But as I read Mark's book, I became sucked into this world. He has a perfect balance of all aspects of the supernatural. It's not too vampire-y. I love the use of real life events that could potentially go wrong and cause a vampire to make zombies. And it made me feel like it was my world. Because well, you all know that I secretly dream for a Zombie Apocalypse to end this monotony of life. (mostly just working at sprouts day after day...) I look all the eccentric qualities to the main character. The paranoia, the germaphobia, the OCD. It makes you wonder how this guy survives, and you want to know how long this guy can last. So far, five journals in is how long he lasts. I'm still read the this last one, and I'm at the end of chapter nine. I was in bed reading, and I read the last line in that chapter, and I had to put it down. I was too sad. 'I've been bit, Mike.' If any of you ever read these books, I don't want to spoil it, but it is one of the saddest moments. I had to stop reading and go to sleep. I didn't want to read anymore. I actually wanted to cry. But anyway... people have to die. It happens, or what's the point of writing a book about zombies if everyone lives. That's no fun! Either way, Mark Tufo... You are a great writer. And I can't wait to finish this series and read your other ones. I would love to pick your brain... but I think that would be like falling in the rabbit hole...
Anyway... I'm just bouncing all over the place today. I think I'll end this zombie post now and go do something creative, or productive with my Sunday.... But chances are I'm just going to procrastinate.
Shoot them in the head!
p.s. My wonderful best friend got me that zombie pin in New Zealand for Christmas. Yes, she knows me.
p.s.s. Go Coyotes! Shut out last night against the Sharks! Now let's put those last games behind us and start winning! Playoffs baby!
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