Friday, May 29, 2015

I LOVE that Zombies Movies Keep Coming Out

I'm not overly picky when it comes to zombies films.  In fact, in my life, I've only turned off two that I just couldn't stand to watch.  That means they were really bad because I can usually find something I like in a zombie flick.

It's exciting to me that zombie films keep coming out, and I'm still waiting for my chance to see Maggie.  I wanted to watch it several weekends ago, but I have been so freaking busy!  Soon, I'm going to watch it soon.  Please give me a break so I can watch it soon!

The other day, my friend posted in their Facebook feed about a movie called Cooties.  This movie looks absolutely amazing!  I can't wait for this to come out.  Here's the trailer:



I mean, seriously, doesn't it look fun?  Kids as zombies?

What do you think?  Is this a movie you would check out?

Wednesday, May 27, 2015

#SummerofZombie, #zombie book

Summer of Zombie is coming up!


Just released! A massive ebook collection, Summer Of Zombie : 12 ebook box set
 with works by 13 Summer of Zombie authors. Available for a limited time!  



 Be sure to check out the DyingDaysZombie blog for all posts and info, I'll post links here too so keep checking back!  (You can also see the beginning lineup here.)

Tuesday, May 26, 2015

Summer of Zombie - who's coming up

Coming up - beginning June 1!!



Here's the first group of interviews and posts coming up. Be sure to check out the DyingDaysZombie blog for all posts and info, I'll post links here too so keep checking back! 

* You can also follow along on Twitter - #SummerofZombie


 (NOTE: GirlZombie Authors Jessica Robinson (Pembroke Sinclair) is up on Tuesday, 6/2.
C.A. (Christine) Verstraete is up on Thursday, 6/4.)

Monday June 1st
Samantha Gregory Interview
Candy O’Donnell Interview
John Palisano Interview
PM Barnes Interview,
Jack Wallen Interview
Jay Wilburn Interview

Tuesday June 2nd
Alessia Giacomi Interview
Jessica Robinson Interview
Greg Ferrell Interview
Mike Evans Interview
Luke Ahearn Interview
Claire C. Riley Interview

Wednesday June 3rd
J.E. Gurley Interview
Stevie Kopas Interview
Leah Rhyne Interview
Rebecca Besser Interview
Melanie Karsak Interview
Shawn Chesser Interview

Thursday June 4th
Saul Tanpepper Interview
C.A. Verstraete Interview
Joe McKinney Interview
Mark Tufo Interview
Dave Lund Interview
Eric A. Shelman Interview

Friday June 5th
Jaime Johnesee Interview
Jake Bible Interview
Armand Rosamilia Interview
Justin Coke Interview
Eli Constant & B.V. Barr Interview
Julianne Snow Interview

Saturday June 6th
John O’Brien Interview
Shana Festa Interview
Jolie Du Pre Interview
Timothy Long Interview
Jay Wilburn Guest Post

Sunday June 7th

Check back often as more interviews, guest posts and teasers are added!

Friday, May 22, 2015

The Ifs Return

There are no zombies in this book, but there will be in the third, so you'd better get caught up on the series now!

My second middle grade book, The Ifs Return, was released earlier this week, and I'm super excited!  You can find it on Amazon.

I wrote these books for my boys, and they really enjoy them.  They are the ones who requested that I tell a story about them and zombies, so I'm going to appease them.  It'll probably be a while before I get to it, I have a few other projects to take care of, but I'll get to it.  It makes me so happy to see my kids excited about a story.


“Gage escaped.”

These are the worst words Broden could hear from his big brother Landon—just one day after they battled alongside Slade’s Ifs and his army of forest beasts.

Sure, the brothers had learned to work together to fight and capture the evil If Gage. But, now, Slade has informed them that Gage has escaped! 

Fear and distrust have entered the boys’ world. Why should they help Slade if he can’t keep control of his prisoners? Will they be able to fight against a familiar foe? Plus, Landon has more news…

“Gage has magic.”

What kind of magic? Will he use it against them? As the boys are drawn into yet more adventure with the Ifs, they find out just how powerful, and dangerous, Gage’s magic can be.

Wednesday, May 20, 2015

IT'S ALIVE! New Zombie Short Story!

NOW OUT!!!


New zombie short story - the prequel to my book, GIRL Z: My Life as a Teenage Zombie.


In the zombie short story - CHANGES: A GIRL Z Prequel, Spence’s “perfect” job is anything but. He escapes a living dead nightmare when his co-workers turn into flesh-eating monsters. As the plague spreads, Spence heads home hoping to see his family one last time... if he can make it.  

Get it at:
All formats - Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/543942
All Amazon Links: http://authl.it/B00XWWO79S

What happened to Becca's cousin Spence before he got home????


Tuesday, May 19, 2015

Girl Z Zombie Book Prequel Coming! Check out Cover!!

The editing is nearly done and it'll be sent shortly to the formatter...

Remember Becca, the girl who turns part-zombie? Well... wonder what happened to her cousin before he came home?

Coming Soon! A short story prequel to my book, Girl Z: My Life As A Teenage Zombie
 (cool cover, huh?)

I tell ya, getting this ready was not as easy as I thought it would be!  More details to come. Stay tuned! 



cverstrate.com

Friday, May 15, 2015

Excerpt from Finding Eden

I thought today I would share an excerpt from Finding Eden with you.  I don't pimp this book nearly as much as I should--I'm not really sure why--but I hope you enjoy.


Drunk womanizer Duke, spends his life selfishly taking care of himself and screw the rest of the world. After one particular black-out alcoholic binge, he wakes to find the world changed—the dead are rising from their graves.

Lonely, guilt-ridden Hank is someone who minds his own business, and sympathetic but strong-willed Lana is on the receiving end of harassment by other students.

Forced together for survival, the three misfits must confront their world gone strange. God said the people of Earth would be punished for their sins, and so the end has come. Duke, Hank, and Lana must walk their own paths to salvation, but they also must depend on each other.

Excerpt: Duke’s Journey from Finding Eden 

Duke’s tires squealed as he slammed on the brakes, stopping inches from the garage door. He shut off the engine. The keys fell from his hands and clinked onto the floor.

“Shoot!”

He leaned forward, smacking his head on the steering wheel. Stars danced in front of his eyes, and he swore under his breath. Holding his forehead, he opened the car door and stepped out. He lost his balance and almost fell. Grabbing the top of the door, he chuckled.

“Oooo!” he exclaimed. “Might have had too much to drink.” He laughed again.

With shaky steps, he headed for his house. After two steps, he lurched to the right, almost falling into his hedges. He caught himself on the side of the garage. Footsteps sounded behind him. He turned, a little too fast. His vision blurred. Someone stood at the back of his car. The outline was distinctly female. Did he bring someone home with him? He usually remembered when he picked someone up. He usually focused on what he wanted to do with her.

He blinked a few times, clearing his vision. The woman came into view. Duke smiled.

“Heeey, Chanel.” He attempted to take a step forward, but swayed back and forth, almost falling on his face. He thought better of approaching her. “What are you doing out this time of night?”

Chanel didn’t answer.

Duke’s stomach clenched, the contents threatened to splash out. He swallowed the chunks back down. He needed some water, or another drink before passing out, but he didn’t want to pass up a chance of female companionship. Hopefully, she was just playing hard to get.

“You wanna come in and have a drink?”

In response, she gurgled. A low, rumbling sound that originated deep in her throat.

At first, Duke though maybe she burped, and was taken aback. Chanel was one of those women who didn’t leave the house without every hair in place. Was she even capable of producing gas?

His stomach lurched again. He barely closed his mouth before the vomit escaped. He covered his mouth with his hand and choked down the bile. He needed to get inside.

“Well, I’m gonna head inside. That offer still stands if you want a drink.”

He stumbled toward the stairs. His toe caught on the edge, but he caught himself before falling down. His face reddened, and he glanced over his shoulder. Chanel still stood at the back of the vehicle, watching his every move. Odd, he thought. What is she doing? But he didn’t have long to worry about it. His top priority was getting something to drink.

Duke kept a bottle of orange Gatorade in his fridge for such occasions. Bathed in the white glow of the fridge light, he downed the entire bottle, liquid running down his chin. He gasped in air when he finished, then let out a long, rumbling burp. Something shuffled in the living room. He glanced into the darkness. A shadow moved. He smiled to himself. He knew she couldn’t resist his charms for long.

Pushing the fridge door closed, he stepped into the other room. He contemplated turning on a light, but thought better of it. The hunt would be more fun in the dark. He took another step, and the floor rolled under him. He couldn’t regain his balance. His knee hit first. A dull ache throbbed up his thigh. He was going to feel that in the morning. Then his shoulder thumped onto the floor, followed by his head. He yowled.

His expectation was that Chanel would rush to his side, maybe turn on a light, to find out if he was all right. Instead, she stood there. What was wrong with her? Didn’t she care? Duke rolled onto his hands and knees and crawled to his TV. He punched the button. The flickering light lit the room. He turned to Chanel.

His breath caught. Instinctively, he crab-walked away from her. Her arms hung limply at her side, her skin pale. She stared at nothing, her eyes glazed white with dark circles underneath. Her normally flawless hair stuck out in various directions. Mud streaked her Capri pants. Her ripped white shirt exposed a lacy bra. He cleared his throat and struggled to his feet.

“Chanel? Is everything all right?”

She turned to face him, but stared right through him. That same throaty gurgle escaped her throat. It almost sounded like a growl. Duke’s stomach knotted.

“You know, um, I’m pretty tired. Maybe, ah, we could reschedule that drink for another time.”

She stepped toward him. He stepped to his right.

“It was awfully great seeing you, though.” He glanced at the front door. How was he going to herd her toward it?

She took another step, her mouth falling open. A hiss escaped her lips, and determination shrouded her face. The blood in Duke’s veins went cold. He froze. She lunged forward. She misjudged the distance between them, falling to the ground. Her nails caught his neck, and she dragged them down his flesh. He bolted to the right. Taking the steps two at a time, he ran upstairs. He slammed his bedroom door shut. What was wrong with his neighbor? Was she on some type of drug? The footsteps echoed up the stairs. Slow, methodical steps that thudded through the carpet.

He locked the door and glanced around the room. His gaze fell on the gun safe. How would he explain to the cops the amount of alcohol in his system and his dead neighbor? Maybe just pointing it at her would scare her off. But what if it didn’t? What if she still came after him? He punched in the combination and took out the 300 Winchester and Smith and Wesson Model 629 revolver. Chanel pounded on his bedroom door. Crap! She was relentless! Why couldn’t she be that determined to get in his room before getting high? He glanced at the ceiling. It was his only chance. Pulling down the stairs, he scurried into the attic.

Darkness surrounded him. He stared at the floor for a long time, waiting for the door to open. His head grew cloudy, his eyes heavy. Eventually, he drifted into an alcohol induced sleep, Chanel still pounding on his bedroom door.