New Year, Andy Zach’s New Novel Paranormal Privateers
The next year 2018, is just three days away! I’ll post excerpts and tidbits from my New Novel Paranormal Privateers between now and next year. Paranormal Privateers continues the Life After Life Chronicles,
But the Life After Life Chronicles is not over! Prepare for new adventures around the world as our paranormal heroes and heroines travel around the world fighting evil and battling for truth, justice, and the American way!
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A motion on the floor caught my eye as I sat on the bed. A cockroach crawled up the drain and onto the floor. Surprising. Usually, Britain kept their prisons pest free. Then another. And then a dozen more. Then hundreds.
This was not normal cockroach behavior. They do not come into the light in swarms. I sat cross-legged on the bed and watched the swarm with fascination. They each climbed the door, walked the steel perimeter, and went back down the drain, even as others went up.
Utterly curious, I nabbed one with my lightning reflexes before it descended. Examining it carefully, I saw a metal dot under its thorax and a narrow tube attached to its abdomen. A pungent, acidic smell came from the tube. I looked back to the door. A narrow trench had been eaten in the door’s perimeter, right where the cockroaches still marched. Near the ceiling light, I saw mist curl away from the door.
Modified and controlled cockroaches—that was like Vik Staskas’ cyborg controlled animals. I read his Ph.D. paper on the technology as well as the Midley Beacon’s de-classified reports on his battles with the zombies. Since Vik was dead, at the bottom of the Gulf of Mexico, this could only be one of my siblings or Papa Smith trying to rescue me.
New Novel Paranormal Privateers Excerpts – Part 2
Going back through my perfect memory of the twists and turns where they led me here hooded, counting my steps, and remembering the doors, I was confident I could retrace my steps.
The last of the cockroaches marched around the door, leaving its trail of acid. The steel was etched deep, perhaps a centimeter or more. Couldn’t be much left.
I knocked on the door. Yes, it felt like a centimeter thick, and it echoed like it was almost cut through. Then someone knocked back, much harder.
“I’m here!” I called. I assumed this was my rescuer.
“Step back,” grated a curious, tinny voice, like it was coming through a small radio.
I stepped away.
CLUMP! CLUMP! Two metallic thunks hit the other side of the door. Then, SKREERK! The door tore off like the lid of a tin of meat.
I didn’t expect what I saw. A male, silverback gorilla filled the doorway and the whole hallway beyond. Thick armor covered his body. Casually, he placed the door scrap against the hall.
“Follow me,” he said.
Paranormal Privateers Prognosis
First, I’ve written 58,710 words, as of today. I’m partway through chapter 8 – Washington DC. I plan to have fifteen chapters, but I’ve already split three chapters due to length. I’m driving to finish the novel by the end of January.
Then come the edits. First mine, then my line and copy editor, and then my layout editor. My goal is to complete editing by April 1st.
Fortunately for you, I’ve run across great advice on surviving a zombie apocalypse, in one easy-to-understand infographic:
Yes, as I say in this post, these techniques work on ordinary zombies, but zombie turkeys are a different critter altogether. Grinding them to sausage works well, but most people don’t carry around a sausage grinder or woodchipper. What’s a zombie survivalist to do?
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Don’t you worry about being beset by zombie turkeys! I know just what to do!
