Last year I decided to take a break from publishing my books.
After publishing two in 2015 I sort of lost my mind somewhere along the way. (By the way I’m not entirely sure I got it back, yet)
While waiting to hear from agents for a big project, I had a lot of time on my hands.
And idle hands to an author are no good. We get a little crazy and we write the books that we always dreamed up; the ones no publisher would ever dare touch. In this case it was my take on the apocalypse. I decided to kill the world. Fun stuff.
Now I know this has been done before, you don’t need to remind me. I did it with full intentions to post it to my blog or even to self-publish. It was the ‘fun’ book that I would write. My book about the end was a take on the evilness that I saw spread around this country and in the human race altogether in just a few short years.
To my utter surprise I became close with these three main characters; Emma, Kami and Lou. Closer than I ever dreamed I would be. My zombies weren’t zombies, but they were the dead rising from graves. And then the book that was supposed to be just for fun became my evil little masterpiece. (Insert maniacal laugh) I proved to myself that I can’t just write to kill time or to make myself happy. It showed me that my mind was full of these thoughts and that I had to please my readers and I couldn’t let them down in any way!
The book was finished, well my first draft anyway, and a publisher had gotten wind of the idea of The Survival Pact. They loved it and wanted it.
I was utterly confused. No publishers would want this book. Would they?
This book was original, sure, but the premise had been done over and over again. But, they wanted it. And who was I to deny the world this macabre tale of how the world dies? I surely wouldn’t say no. I wasn’t an idiot.
What once had been an idea to keep my hands busy, had now become a full story about three friends who make a pact to survive the end of the world together.
This story was born of evil; evil that I had deep inside me. I’m not sure how good that sounds, really. It makes me look sort of cracked doesn’t it? Well if you have seen as many horror movies as I have, you’d feel the same. There is something fun about being an author and having the capabilities to kill anyone you want.
The end of the world isn’t something to write about lightly, trust me. I didn’t go into the project thinking it was going to be a piece of cake; after all I’m supposed to be ruining my characters’ lives here. I think I did the justice to the proverbial end, and I sure hope those of you who decide to read it will feel the same.
Kami thought she’d seen it all as a small time reporter for a New York Paper, but after hearing reports of the dead crawling from graves and attacking humans, she realized the world she once knew would never be the same again. Forced to flee the city, she heads south where her two best friends Emma and Lou reside in search of answers. As a drunken joke ten years earlier, the three friends made a vow that if the world went to hell they’d survive it together, no matter what. With the pact now a reality, they are forced to face a never ending tidal wave of the dead, tornadoes, earthquakes, and massive storms with hundreds of miles to go. Along with their new dog, Snack, the girls get closer to their destination but no closer to answers as to why their world is filled with such evil. Will their plan of survival keep them alive or will they drown in the sea of the dead?