Nightofthesteamedundead Stories

The gears of civilization have ground to a halt. The undead are everywhere. In the midst of this crisis, Melanie Parkhurst survives. A zombie hunter like no other, she thrives where others struggle to survive to the next day. Having seen more than her share of misery, Melanie has shut off the human side of her brain to do what is necessary, but when she meets survivor Eddie Herren, she discovers a reason to live again. Received honorable mention with Out of Steam by minusfractions for the Wattzombie / Wattpunk contest Night of the Steamed Undead. 1st place was Bedraggled by RaphaelLucchesi

A collection of my short stories, poetry, haiku, and contest entries.

No man leads a perfect life, nor is his life a well of evil. Ups and downs litter our timelines like the scattering stardust of a dead sun across the span of space. That was what made life so beautiful in his eyes. ••÷••÷•• In which an old scientist on the cusp of broken insanity reminisces about his decisions amidst the war in his mind in an apocalyptic world.

There isn't any place for deadbeats who don't know how to fight or even just draw blood with the state of the world. Theodosia learned real that real quick after her mother brought a flesheater into their house. 'Always be wary of strangers.' she said. 'Eyes down, don't follow their example.' she said. Of course, the flesheater wasn't yet around the bend, but he was close. And Theodosia's mother was bloody close enough to the thing to have been killed. From then on, she took in other's examples. Got herself the best Barkers she could find, her targets came to her. One of the deadliest Huntresses of southern North America.

A moment. Just a small view into the mind of Bartholomew Thaddeus Keeler in a time where the world known as Earth is coming to an end. (I do not own picture)