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Post by Todd Tjersland on Jun 13, 2006 18:44:03 GMT -8
 THEY'RE COMING TO GET YOU! I had to laugh. Harry raised one bushy Neanderthal brow at me and said, “What’s so goddamn funny?” I held up the magazine cover. There it was, in full color, larger than life—a grainy image of men in blue beating another dumb bastard with nightsticks. The caption read, “CAN’T WE ALL JUST GET ALONG?” Harry put down his sandwich and snorted as if it was the dumbest thing he’d ever seen. “Kid,” he grunted around a mouthful of roast beef, “the day we all get along is the day the world fucking ends!” I chuckled in agreement. “You got that right! Why, just the other day I was saying how—” The cab company window shattered. A pair of bloody arms covered in broken glass thrust themselves through the blinds and clawed at Harry’s face. The wind blew the stench of rotting flesh inside the tiny one-room office. Harry moved remarkably fast for a man I’d never seen stand up before; I guess he pushed off hard with his stumpy legs because his chair wheeled backwards like a rocket against the far wall. He clawed the snub-nosed .38 from its holster, but was too shocked to fire. The hands continued to flail through the broken blinds, trying to grab hold of prey that was no longer there. A low, frustrated moan came from whoever the attacker was. It was then that I noticed a curious thing—the attacker’s arms, while badly cut by broken glass, were not bleeding! The blood on his arms was dry, probably at least an hour old because it had turned a scabrous shade of rusty-brown. Harry recovered his wits enough to swear up a blue streak that would have put a sailor to shame. He shot his .38 three times through the window. The blinds obscured his aim, but I heard at least one of the bullets smack wetly into its target. The hands suddenly withdrew, but the moaning continued. I could hear the soft, slow shuffle-crunch, shuffle-crunch of dragging feet on broken glass coming closer to the front door. It had a large glass panel in it with the cab company’s name and phone number stenciled in white. Harry was trying to tell me something, but it came out garbled. I couldn't understand him. Nothing was making sense anymore. I tried to get to my feet. Shuffle-crunch, shuffle-crunch... Copyright 2007 Todd Tjersland. All rights reserved. |
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Post by zombieflesheater on Jun 14, 2006 20:04:53 GMT -8
That was AWESOME! When do we get more previews? I am so gonna buy this book when it comes out...
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infected
Priest of Todd
"Get Down With The Sickness!"
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Post by infected on Jun 14, 2006 21:28:11 GMT -8
Cool story, but i can't believe you cut the preview off just when it was getting good and gory!
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Post by Todd Tjersland on Jun 15, 2006 18:39:15 GMT -8
Good previews should always leave the reader wanting more... ;D
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Post by zombieflesheater on Jun 16, 2006 7:06:19 GMT -8
Good previews should always leave the reader wanting more... ;D Yeah--that is so true, Todd! When do we get another preview?  |
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infected
Priest of Todd
"Get Down With The Sickness!"
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Post by infected on Jun 20, 2006 4:14:27 GMT -8
Yeah more previews or else finish this scene i wanna read what happens next!
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zombiemaster
Disciple of Todd
ZoMbie MaSter RulZ - U DrooL!!!
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Post by zombiemaster on Jun 20, 2006 4:37:48 GMT -8
it was funny when the guy peeed his pants,, what a wuss to cry just cuz his face fell off!! i woudn't have done that. i would have aimed for the zombie's brain thats how u kill them! he deserved to get eatn what a dumass!
hey don't 4get to put lots of zombie gore in your book i want to read about guts getting riped out and munched on by sexy female zzombies u doin't see that enuff in movies. There was this one sick scene in the Rising where a horny mad scientist has sex with a lady zombie but then she 8 him! i want to die like that it wuld be sweeeeet!! that was tha bomb yo, do u have a scene like that in yor book? i will buy it 4 shizzle if you do an tell all my friend
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Post by skaramine on Jun 20, 2006 9:15:26 GMT -8
Anyone with a central nervous system would cry if his face fell off his head... provided he still had tear ducts (those are a part of the face) or were at least conscious. I worked in a hospital and I'm glad the one cancer patient whose face DID slough off his skull was as comatose as you could get. He didn't last too long after his facial features rotted and fell away. Thanks z-master for reminding me of a particularly happy memory of my old job.  |
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Post by Todd Tjersland on Jun 20, 2006 17:18:22 GMT -8
Thanks z-master for reminding me of a particularly happy memory of my old job. That's what he's here for. ;D |
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Post by zombieflesheater on Jul 3, 2006 20:31:36 GMT -8
Man, I hope we didn't scare off the zombiemaster. That guy cracks me up!  |
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Post by Todd Tjersland on Jul 4, 2006 19:46:01 GMT -8
Now that the first draft is done, I'll try to get a new excerpt posted soon...
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Post by Todd Tjersland on Nov 7, 2006 17:14:42 GMT -8
I'm putting together an awesome 13 page PDF preview for Deathbreed. Should be out next month to coincide with the release of the novel from Astaroth Entertainment Group.  |
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Post by Todd Tjersland on Nov 14, 2006 13:56:04 GMT -8
Uh-oh. Software crashed and ate my preview right before I finished it! Four hours of my life down the drain...  Damn it! Oh, well. Back to the drawing board, eh?  |
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Post by Todd Tjersland on Jan 15, 2007 4:17:15 GMT -8
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Post by Todd Tjersland on Mar 13, 2011 14:06:54 GMT -8
New excerpt coming soon...
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