Random thoughts on our impending doom and everyday life, courtesy of a Romance Writer who occasionally feels the need to talk like a Sailor.

Sunday, 1 April 2012

Six Sentence Sunday!

Here's the opening to Final Girl 2. Because yes, love in the time of the zombie apocalypse with all the relevant chaos and carnage must continue!

     In the end they took a vote on whether or not to trade Roslyn to the stranger at the gate. They even gave her a say, demonstrating that democracy was not dead even if civilisation had gone belly up seven months back when the virus had first struck.
     The eight survivors gathered on the school steps, the weak winter sun doing little to combat the bitter cold. Her marrow was ice, her teeth chattered. She wanted to wrap her arms around herself, huddle down into the green school jacket she had purloined out of a student locker. But she didn’t.


  1. Great did an amazing job with painting the scene :)

  2. eerie and haunting 6! nice worldbuilding!

  3. Hi Christine, thank you kindly! Glad you liked it.

  4. Hey Angela, eerie and haunting? I love it. Thanks for visiting!

  5. Urgh, so they still went ahead and decided to trade her? Grim!

    1. Trust me, she'll be better off. And how is she to meet new and interesting people if she doesn't get out of that smelly old school? Have faith, Pippa. There's always the happy ending.