Nobody is as glad as I am to see this wrap up! Almost done telling the story - then there’s the long battle with commas still to come but check back here for a sneak peak of Chapter 1 soon (but only if you aren’t the comma police!)
I'm not letting myself write anything else until this one gets done. The mini cows are more in the background but there are urban chickens making a brief appearance and of course, Brenan being all dark, broody, and misunderstood!
I was challenged – but I was right, it is surprisingly easy to write a post-apocalyptic cozy mystery. I’m not saying it’s good, just that it’s easy. It will be coming to some venue, still to be determined, soon. The premise of the Apocalypse is that the big one (earthquake) has finally hit. That’s locally significant, but hardly an apocalypse. But then… some petri dishes in a lab have collided during the tremblor, causing a ravaging flu variation – handily spread by foreign first responders there to help with the earthquake. Before you know it, 99.5% of the world’s population is wiped out – leaving everyone else with a mound of moldering material goods and no infrastructure. But that’s still more people than are estimated to have been around at 4000 BC and they did okay for themselves!