The Zombie Book

LoveintheTimeofZombies 200x300Okay, I know many of you think this book will never be done. And I’m right there with you. But (fingers crossed) I am working on it again. The wedding boxed set is up and selling well, so back to the zombies. LOL I’m hoping to finish at the end of July and to put it on pre-order via Smashwords for August so it can be released September 2nd. That is the plan so far!!

So here is a  little excerpt for my friends who are waiting oh-so-patiently–I love you all.

Love in the Time of Zombies excerpt (unedited)

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Brentwood, and the surrounding small towns, was a farmer’s market dream. Orchards for miles and farms galore. With the population down to one or two thousand, there was plenty for everyone.

Food wasn’t a problem. Harvesting and transporting it was. It’s hard to pick a row of corn if you’re afraid the man-eating walkers are in the next row over. I’d never been the growing type. If it needed care and tending, I would probably kill it. Fortunately, I was an excellent shooter. Who knew? I’d never shot a gun in my life. Why would I? San Francisco was the land of anti-gun belief. Maybe if we’d had more gun-toting citizens we might have held the city.

When we got here, they put us through a bunch of tests; agility, strength, skills, and shooting. I’d scored a hundred at all distances. No picking apples for this girl, I was made a member of the undead hunting patrol.

Breakfast out of the way; I cleaned up my section of the roof. Gathering up my dirty clothes, and believe me, you haven’t seen dirty until you try to get zombie guts out of your shirt, I took them to my friend, Michelle, who had laundry duty this month. Michelle Greggs had been on the wild ride with me out of San Francisco. We’d clung to each other all night as the horde of undead tried to get to the fresh meat inside the fortified school bus. We’d been friends ever since. Shit like that is a real bonding moment.

She stopped me with an upraised hand, and then grabbed a pair of surgical gloves before taking my clothes. We’d all told her countless times that she couldn’t get the mutated virus from simple contact; we pretty much all ready had the virus, but she continued to use the gloves. We all have our idiosyncrasies since this all started and we let her have hers.

She curtseyed. “And would madam like these pressed and folded as well?

I played along. “Yes and any spots left will come out of your pay.” I put up my chin and looked down my nose at her.

Michelle laughed. A sound I would play any silly game to get out of her, even if it was a mockery of my pre Z life. Unlike me, she’d loved her husband and had to kill him when he turned. She’d told me about it on the bus with the caveat that she would never mention it again.

“Now, go kill those skinbags,” she ordered.

“Yes, ma’am,” I replied, giving her a snappy salute. We all had our names for the zombies we had to kill. Some used other names to make it easier. Parents in our group used funny names to make it less scary for the children. Way back when, there had been a late-night local show; Creature Features, and the parents had taken to calling the zombies Black Lagooners. But for the life of me, I couldn’t see how anything made what we were going through less scary. Maybe kids had a defense mechanism I was missing. I was scared shitless most days.

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Love in the Time of Zombies – September 2014

Jill James, contemporary and paranormal romance

Excerpt – Love in the Time of Zombies by Jill James

Below is an unedited excerpt of my current w.i.p. Love in the Time of Zombies. This book has been the most difficult I’ve written. It is my first time in 1st person POV. It has been a difficult time in my life. It has become a much bigger story than I originally planned. I’ve also decided to do something different with this release. When it is done and I’m trying for a few quotes from some authors I will put it on pre-order via Smashwords to Barnes & Noble, Apple, and Kobo. They are doing that now and I think I’ll give it a try. With Indie publishing I think you have to try everything at least once to see what does and doesn’t work.

Emily Gray is off for a day of zombie hunting. Enjoy!

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We go out in a group of eight. A team of two in each direction on the map; north, south, east, and west. Nick and I have south for the day. It’s my favorite. We can walk straight down the old bypass with Mt. Diablo on our right. For the first few miles, the cars have been cleared and you can see for a good distance. Last week a fire whipped through the hills around us so the stubble is short, burned, with nowhere to hide.

The pop of gunfire starts as the spotters on the corners take out the undead outside the perimeter of the mall. Nick and I check out the area when the popping stops. Spotting no one, dead or alive, we shimmy down the rope ladder that will be pulled up as soon as we are clear. I’ve been doing this for months now and my heart still stops beating when we jump down and the ladder is pulled up.

I stand by the containers stacked to make temporary walls on what was the road into the interior of the shopping center. Putting the binoculars up to my eyes, I turn in a semi-circle to scope out the area. The teams from the shopping center across the road are starting their morning too. The faint pop-pop of rifles carry across.

Once Nick is down, I try to look elsewhere as the ladder is pulled up. I close my eyes and clutch my lucky necklace in my fist. The metal edge bites into my palm and reassures me by its very existence. The necklace was a thirteenth birthday present from my parents. The center is a fifty-cent piece minted in my birth year 1990, inserted into a fancy, silver filigree setting. It is never off my body. I sleep and shower with it.

We trek across a field to the broken asphalt of the Highway 4 Bypass. The first time we went this way, Nick told me of the grand plans and tax dollars used for a new road, but the economy didn’t just not bounce back from the recession, it sunk into a depression that made the former Great Depression look like a temporary dip in the Dow Jones Index. I’d been oblivious in San Francisco. Carl had come from money and I guess the city was better off to start with than the outlying East Bay. The zombie apocalypse was a great equalizer. Money was worthless and your skills put food on the table, clothes on your back, and a canvas roof, at least, over your head.

Love in the Time of Zombies is coming soon!

Sneak Peek Sunday – Jill James

Sneak Peek Sunday BannerThought I would try another Sneak Peek Sunday with Love in the Time of Zombies.

We were the last escapees of the city by the bay. In the end, San Francisco had five thousand living to ship to other communities to the east. The governor declared San Francisco the land of the undead, and blew up the bridges connecting it to the rest of the state and collapsed the Caldecott Tunnel for good measure.

My skin had been burned lobster-red my first week of roof living here. San Francisco is more known for fog and chilly days than for getting a suntan. Now my skin was the burnished copper of my ancestors–Native Americans of some unknown tribe, according to Mama. The long hair my husband had insisted on was gone–happily. Long hair and zombies just did not mix. My first day here I saw a young, blonde girl pulled back by her long braid and devoured. Hair gone. Also happily gone, the extra thirty pounds I had carried through my unhappy marriage was gone too. Running from zombies was the best aerobic exercise around. The penalty for missing a day of exercise was death–or non-death in our case.

No one knew for sure yet if the animals were susceptible to the mutation, so breakfast was lots of fruits and vegetables and soy patties. After six months of eating the food and drinking the water, either you turned undead or not. Scientific types were still testing cows and pigs to see if they just had the flu vaccine in them or if it would mutate in them too.

So, fruit, veggies, and soy weren’t too bad, considering in the last days in the city some of the inhabitants were considering eating the grass in their yards. Brentwood, and the surrounding small towns, was a farmer’s market dream. Orchards for miles and farms galore. With the population down to ten or eleven thousand there was plenty for everyone.

Food wasn’t a problem. Harvesting and transporting it was. It’s hard to pick a row of corn if you’re afraid the man-eating walkers are in the next row over. I’d never been the growing type. If it needed care and tending, I would probably kill it. Fortunately, I was an excellent marksman. Who knew? I’d never shot a gun in my life. When we got here they put us through a bunch of tests; agility, strength, skills, and shooting. I’d scored a hundred at all distances. No picking apples for this girl, I was made a member of the undead hunting patrol.

Breakfast out of the way, I cleaned up my section of the roof. Gathering up my dirty clothes, and believe me, you haven’t seen dirty until you try to get zombie guts out of your shirt, I took them to my friend, Michelle, who had laundry duty this month. Michelle Greggs had been on the bus with me out of San Francisco. We’d clung to each other all night as the horde of undead tried to get to the fresh meat inside the fortified school bus. We’d been friends ever since.

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Jill James, author of paranormal and contemporary romance
Love in the Time of Zombies coming soon!

Sneak Peek Sunday

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So, I signed up for Sneak Peek Sunday for the first time. I’m supposed to show off 6 paragraphs of a WIP and then send you back to see the rest. Jill

Love in the Time of Zombies by Jill James (coming in June)

Guess you just never know. Who would have thought something as terrible as the zombie apocalypse would bring me something as wonderful as Seth Ripley?

Of course, the zombies got Momma, and Daddy, and my husband, Carl. Pretty much, my whole family. Okay, my husband Carl was an asshole so he was no great loss. Never could keep it in his pants, if you know what I mean. If he could’ve kept it in his pants he might have kept that appendage all together. But, it was the early days of the Z mutation and how was he to know the hooker he took to the cheap, by-the-hour motel had the sickness? I’m sure he didn’t realize anything until the woman ripped it off. He never was a great one for paying attention during sex as it was.

Five years of him spreading it far and wide and all I was left with was a one-sheet police report and a blurred photo of Carl with one between the eyes. The police had stopped trying to take sickies to the hospital a couple of weeks before. By the time Carl was attacked it was kill ‘em, identify ‘em, and burn ‘em in a pile. K.I.B. was the order of the day. A few weeks more and they skipped the identify part of the acronym.

Six months later and the police were all gone, along with the military. Now it was survival of the fittest. Never in a million years would I have pictured myself; little, bored society wife, Emily Gray, in that category. Guess you never know.

Your day can start so shitty and end so . . . well, not great, because there weren’t too many great days anymore. There were get bitten by zombies days and not get bitten by zombies days. But this day would turn out better than most.

I got zombie patrol for the morning, which is so not my best time of the day. But zombies don’t have an off switch so we have to hunt first thing in the morning to clear a perimeter around the strip mall.

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Love in the Time of Zombies by Jill James

Love in the Time of Zombies is coming soon.

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Jill James, author of contemporary and paranormal romance
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Flip This Zombie – Jesse Petersen

I’m loving this series. Who would have thought the Zombie Apocalypse could be so damn funny? I guess, Ms. Petersen.

In Book 2, our hero/heroine have a job and a means of livelihood. They are ZombieBusters Extermination Inc. They get to do what they do so well; kill zombies. They get to do it together. They get to get supplies that are dwindling in a post-apocalyptic world; like food, medical supplies, etc.

Enter The Kid and The Mad Scientist and you just know it is going to be a wild Rollercoaster ride of a story.

I can’t wait for the next one.  Jill James