Thank you for visiting. I have been a fan of the zombie genre for some time now, enough that I decided to try my hand at serious writing. My first series, White Flag of the Dead, chronicles the experiences of a man who is trying to survive a plague of the infected dead, and keep his son alive as well. It is a story of desperation, survival, and hope. It is a story that reminds us the most important thing is not just being alive, but living. Hope you enjoy.

Monday, March 17, 2014

A Note from John

Sometimes I wonder how I managed to survive.  Especially the early days, when the Upheaval had hit with full force.  We didn't know what it was, we didn't know why it was happening, but there it was all the same.
I think about those days a lot.  Those couple of weeks when it was just Jake and I, trying to move as little as possible, trying to figure out what we were going to do.
Maybe that was the key.  Instead of running with no idea of where to go, we just stood still long enough for the panic to pass, and then we headed out.  I suppose I could have stayed at the house longer, but I knew it wasn't really safe,  fifteen or twenty determined zombies would have killed us, I'm sure of that. But not joining the millions that fled the horrors might have saved more if they had stopped to stand still.
I ride the crew about taking action, doing something.  But it's funny when I realize that doing nothing saved myself and my son.  Perhaps that's the big clue to the survival puzzle.

Know when to act, and know when not to.