Kyonishi is the Japanese word for zombie. This is a fun short story and like any good story, everybody dies.

Facial Hair Confuses Babies. One of a number of random observations from an unprepared, unreliable and neurodiverse parent. This ...er... thingy, diatribe, publication, list, call it what you will is a collection of odd thoughts, random observations and general rubbish from the sleep deprived and generally caffeine-infused brain of a slightly frazzled parent. As with most parents, I'm still growing up alongside my kids and have realised that often they're probably more mature than I am. More intelligent too. Make of it what you will... a paper aeroplane seems like a good idea.... fold here...

some songs about zombies, try figure out the tune.

Killing: an act of love so sweet your body falls victim to such an ecstasy the staccato of the heart bursts your very soul and you perish into the stars above like so many unfortunates who have met the one called demon. Beau, Violette, Diana, Josephine, and Saya are demons who snatch the lives of the living to live themselves. Killing, loving. But what is to kill as is to love? What is a human, what is a demon, what is an angel, or even to live? A journey through human history from Ancient Asia to the Roman Empire to Victorian England to Bohemian Paris to modern Japan and much more, the demons tell their stories as like to a lover's ear. {I'm not trying to scare you. I'm just trying to write something beautiful. This is not horror, really. I don't know how to describe it.} Note: The stories can be read separately or together. Many of them are one-shots, or constructed to be stand-alone even if they are connected to the overall plot. So you really can choose whichever one sounds most intriguing to you, whether by character or time period or country, or whatever you want really. Can't get enough? Read "The Demon Stories Companion", full of sneak peeks, explanations, weird things, and even mini Demon Stories: http://www.wattpad.com/story/3675130-the-demon-stories-companion

After chemicals used to clean up the Gulf Oil spill sets off the Zombie apoclypse, a group of survivors in a small south-west Florida fishing town survive the fall of Mankind and they do it in redneck style. This is the first ten chapters, I have more chapters nearly ready. Please remember to vote often and leave me some feedback. Enjoy, K. H. Keys