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by Rusty Fischer
There is a moment in nearly every
zombie movie, where the two heroes, or heroines, or hero + heroine, are almost out of the war zone, have just
escaped the building, or crawled out of the tunnel and one of them gets bitten
by a zombie.
You know the scene I’m talking about.
And now the victim’s fate is sealed; depending on the mythology, in a couple of
minutes, or a few hours, or maybe even a day or two, that’s it. They’re done;
toast. Zombie toast.
And it makes me sad. Because they’ve
always worked so hard to get to that point, and they’re just this side of free
and, wham, instant living dead. Maybe that’s what’s so intriguing to me about
zombies; maybe that’s why, after nearly 30 zombie stories, books and poems and
counting, I’m still struggling to understand them, still coming up with new
story lines to figure them out.
And, yes, I know they’re not real but…
they’re the realest of the supernatural creatures to me. No superpowers, they
don’t sparkle or fly or shape shift, they’re just there, looking like us, but
not us.
That’s why my latest Reanimated ReadZ
story, My Brother, My Zombie, holds a special place in my heart. It’s about a
girl, who’s still human, and her brother; now a zombie. And it’s about their
long trek together, their last walk as brother and sister, until he crosses
over into what’s known as The Z-Zone, where only zombies fear to tread, and
humans cannot go.
It’s a story of love, and loss, of
regret and shame, of what was and what can never be. (Plus, it’s got a REALLY
cool cover!) So, anyway, just a little rant for today about why zombies hold a
special place in my heart, and why I keep writing about them, day after day,
story after story, year after year.
So, my question for you: Why do you
read about zombies? Do they make you sad, glad, mad or just plain scared? I’d
love to hear your comments, and I hope you’ll enjoy My Brother, My Zombie and
the rest of the Reanimated ReadZ series of 99-cent living dead shorts!
Yours in Zombie,
Rusty
2 comments:
That sounds rather sweet, Rusty! I think my 'problem' with zombies is that you can't make them good guys because they're falling apart - well, unless you make them not fall apart but wouldn't they be ghosts then? But your brother story has me intrigued now.....
LOVE PARA!
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