Welcome one and all. A quick point of interest up front, some friends and I have started a Romance Writers of the Apocalypse Blog. You can find it here... http://romancewritersoftheapocalypse.blogspot.com.au/ If you’d like to join us posting about Post-Apoc books, fitness, survival and anything else regarding the downfall of civilisation that takes our fancy, please let me know. The more the merrier.
This morning the possible Post-Zombie-Apocalypse romance continues as our hero and heroine face each other down the length of their guns. Troubled times indeed. I'm trying to be strict and stick to the story here serving you up the next six lines, no excuses. Which makes this week a quickie.
To recap, our heroine just commented to the tall dark mysterious stranger that Mexican Stand-Off’s don't tend to end well in movies...
“No,” he agreed in a deep voice with a hint of an accent.
“Nice.” Oh, how she loved a man with an accent, pity about the gun. “So… what’s your name?”