For some strange and unfathomable reason I seem to attract a lot of dead people and fictional characters into my life. I don’t know WHY I attract them, maybe it’s because they can smell the heady and alluring aroma of Cumberland sausages floating from my kitchen and they want some. Maybe they feel sorry for me? Maybe they just like giving me presents?
Victor Tookes (the zombie killer) gave me a present when he called round on Saturday. I wasn’t expecting anyone so when I opened the door (hooray me!) and saw it was Victor standing there I almost had a full-blown panic attack – I thought he’d come to kill Kumblant! But no he hadn’t, he come to give me a present (or so he said, I think he really wanted a Cumberland sausage sandwich – he ate 12). We had a little natter after he’d scranned his sandwiches then he had to go, back to Book Four before he was missed.
After he left I started reading my present. It’s called
and it’s the first in a series of three (the fourth is being written NOW, that’s why Victor had to rush off - in case something drastic happened and he wasn’t there to help stop it). I read it over two nights, and if you saw my post last week about reading a book for the first time in ages you’ll know I have difficulty concentrating – I STILL haven’t finished that book I told you I’d started – but Victor’s story is a true page-turner, it kept me engrossed all the way through. I’m not telling you what it’s about except that it’s set after the zombie apocalypse, but you can tell how much I like it (and Victor’s blog) by the very fact that I’m doing this post.
If you like zombie apocalypse stories this is one of the better ones, if you’ve never read a zombie apocalypse story go and buy this one, you won’t be disappointed, and if you think you don’t like zombie apocalypse stories buy it anyway, it’ll change your mind.
If you go to Victor’s blog you’ll be able to read more about the characters through their side stories and find out how to buy the books.
Now for Book Two…