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Howdy, and welcome, those of you who have traveled by way of the Band of Dystopian 3rd Annual Zombie Crawl. I’m super excited to be involved in it this year, because I adore this group, and I’ve also got a very special exclusive sneak peek planned for you hungry travelers.
Make sure to read all the way to the end! There, you’ll find details on how to enter my giveaway, a link to snag a free book from me, and a list of all participating blogs for this year’s zombie crawl.
A lot of you may know me as the author of the YA Dystopian Scifi Treemakers Trilogy. You may also know that I have an obsession with zombies as well as all things end-of-days. Some of you may be waiting patiently (or not so patiently ) for the final installment of said trilogy, which will be available for preorder on Halloween (Yay!).
What you may not know yet is what’s on the horizon for me once this trilogy is complete.
If you said zombies, it’s probably because it’s pretty damn obvious. Haha
Of course, this is me we’re talking about, so don’t expect your normal, everyday zombie story.
I’ve been working on a handful of stories over the past two years, a few of which I’ve decided to move up on my runway. The one I’ll publish by next Halloween is titled “Breakout,” and it features a convict named Corey Meyers. I’ll be publishing this one under C.L. Rozelle to differentiate my YA work from my adult. After “Breakout,” I’ll be working on an intense NA zombie story, which I’ll publish under my full name. So, stay tuned for loads of zombie awesomeness from yours truly, beginning next year.
Teaser, followed by excerpt from “Breakout”
excerpt from “Breakout”
When the shouting and gunfire had moved off, I peeked over the counter and out through the window. No one in sight.
I scanned the switchboard until I found the one marked “Emergency Alarm,” and flipped it down. The deafening blast ceased, replaced by the faraway echoes of shouting and weapons firing, the scent of blood and gunpowder in the air. I realized then I was in the middle of a war zone.
“Meyers,” a voice whispered, scaring the shit out of me.
I peered into the shadows where Driggs was slumped against the wall in a dark corner.
I moved to his side. “Driggs, what’s happening?”
“You get it, and . . . a week later, you do this . . . to people.” He cocked his head to show me the crater in his pale neck, its sticky wetness shining black in the pulsating emergency lights.
“Damn, dude . . . like zombies and shit?”
He unstrapped his gun from its holster. “You got kids, right?”
“A daughter, yeah.” The sudden thought of Sarina brought a rush of panic. “Is it . . . out there, too?”
“Take my gun.” He tapped his holster. “Go to her.”
I hesitated for only a moment before I snatched up the gun. “Thanks, man.”
“You bet. I know . . . what you’re in here for, Corey. Losing . . . someone you love . . . can make you do . . . crazy things. Now’s your chance . . . to make up for it. Go find . . . your baby.”
“Thanks. I appreciate you saying that.”
As I held his gaze, something dawned on me: Rousseau. He could still be alive, and trapped, too.
“Driggs, where’s Rousseau?”
“Where . . . you were,” he panted. “A few . . . doors down. There’s a button . . . on the red . . . panel . . .” He moaned again, then gasped.
Again I scanned the switchboard until I found one section in the corner covered by a clear plastic box—rows of black switches protruding from a red panel marked “Emergency Release.” I raised the cover, found the ones for the solitary cells, and flipped them all in one swift motion.
“Hey, man.” Driggs chuckled.
I stopped on my way to the doorway. “Yeah?”
“Happy . . . Halloween.”
For a second I stood there, stunned. Halloween. The day the world had fallen apart and hell had come to Earth. The day I would be getting another chance at life.
I hope you enjoyed that. More to come!
Now, for giveaways and Zombie Crawl 3 schedule below!
For the chance to win the zombie-and Treemakers Trilogy-themed swag in the pic:
Winner will be chosen by random and notified at the conclusion of the zombie crawl on November 1st.
By the way, if you’ve yet to start my current trilogy, you can download book 1, “The Treemakers” for free here: http://bit.ly/TTMIF
a blog party from Band of Dystopian Authors & Fans
October 24 – 31, 2016
How it works: Each day, the scheduled authors and bloggers will post awesome zombie-tastic content for your enjoyment along with a giveaway on their site/blog/page. You can hop around to all of the participating sites and enter as many giveaways as you like! The easiest way to make sure you don’t miss a post is to join our Facebook event page, where we’ll post links each time an author or blogger participates on their scheduled day. We’ll also have several flash giveaways on the event page as well as a grand prize giveaway on BandofDystopian.com. And of course, you can use the schedule below to click through to each site. Make sure to leave comments and interact with the participating sites. Have fun, and thanks for joining the party!
OCTOBER 24 – Monday
Jeffrey Clare (publisher, group host)
Christina L. Rozelle (author)
OCTOBER 25 – Tuesday
Digital Dirty Girl Book Blog (blog)
Rissa Blakeley (author)
OCTOBER 26 – Wednesday
R.L. Blalock (author)
Bryan Way (author)
Post-Apocalyptic Playground (blog)
OCTOBER 27 – Thursday
Claire C. Riley (author)
M. Lauryl Lewis (author)
OCTOBER 28 – Friday
The Voluptuous Book Diva (18+ blog)
YA Book Divas (blog)
OCTOBER 29 – Saturday
Kate L. Mary (author)
Brea Behn (author)
OCTOBER 30 – Sunday
Cameo Renae (author)
J.W. Vohs (author)
OCTOBER 31 – Monday
Kelsey D. Garmendia (author)
Lindsey Winsemius (author)
Casey Hays (author)
Lee Ryder (author)
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Thanks for stopping by! Have an amazing day full of words, adventure, and mischief, and Happy Halloween!
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If you haven’t read “The Treemakers,” now’s the time to snatch it up!
In this desolate dystopian future, the Greenleigh orphans are “privileged” with the task of building mechanical trees for Bygonne, so their world behind The Wall can breathe another day, and so the Superiors may continue their malevolent reign.
Lured by a yearning for freedom, tenacious curiosity, and hunger for adventure, Joy discovers hope and magic amid the misery, and power in her promise to care for those remaining, whom she loves enough to risk her life for. To save them, herself, and the boy she adores from the abuse and slavery by the Superiors, Joy must entrust the aid of an unlikely ally who harbors a dangerous secret.
With an intriguing stranger at the helm, Joy and the treemakers embark on an intense and terrifying, yet liberating quest for the truth about the existence of the forbidden paradise beyond The Wall.
It has been just a few short years since my release. I had to learn how to be a thinking, feeling human, and a productive member of society before they’d even consider letting me out to roam free among the masses. It’s been a slow recovery process, but against all odds, here I am, four years later. And I’m so blessed and grateful to have healthy children, who show no signs or symptoms. The mere fact that I recovered from this makes me smile into the sun, and even the clouds, because I shouldn’t be standing where I am today. Once a zombie, always a zombie; at least, that’s the case for the majority.
Don’t get me wrong, it’s not that I didn’t want to be a human before. But as a teen, the signs were there, and it was soon discovered through countless doctor visits and whatnot, that the worst case scenario was at my parent’s door. Their daughter was infected. Indeed, she’d grow into a ravaging, bloodthirsty beast with insatiable appetite for darkness and death, anything that made the pain and fear vanish, and anything to fill the void, a cavity of the soul brought on by the virus.
My poor parents . . . who could blame them for not knowing what to do? It’s not every day you find out you’ve got to raise a zombie. They did the best they could with what they had to work with, and that was a lot. But unfortunately, it wasn’t enough. Soon, any resemblance of humanity had left their once-healthy child, and absolutely nothing could stand in the way of her appetite for destruction, and her tendency toward inner decay… Occasionally they’d find her in the yard, lying in a bed of flowers as if she were planning a death more beautiful than the life which could never appease her.
Looking back now, I remember those big zombie tears I cried when no one was looking. Because I’d go into these rages and it was like my mind was being controlled by some dark force that wasn’t me–the virus, I figured, was making me do these things, be this way, hurt those people, destroy everything . . . And there was this tiny human inside of that zombie shell who wanted to come out into the light, but she had no idea how. Eventually, she realized all was lost and she gave up, resigning to be a zombie until the end of days. She prayed someone would come along and end it for her, because the hunger to fill the void was too strong to let her die by her own hand.
Fortunately, there were souls along the way who wouldn’t let me devour them. They were stronger than me. They bound my hands and heart and sat me down at eye level. They looked straight into my zombie soul and saw the innocence trapped inside. They cut through the decay and found pink flesh and a beating heart, and they told me how I could heal. They gave me the medicine I needed to beat the virus, of which the main ingredients were truth, courage, acceptance, forgiveness, breath, creativity, humility, and love.
Countless doctors tried to give me pills to heal the zombie, but it wasn’t the zombie who needed healing. It was that fleshy, pink little girl, crying behind the zombie shell, who needed the strength to break out, to look into the mirror and say the words “I love you.”
So, today I walk a free woman. When I think back over these years of learning how to be a real human, I sometimes forget where I came from. When I get bad reviews or criticism, I forget for a moment to be grateful. For I am being graded on a level playing field with my fellow humans. I am no longer zombie-handicapped. I can stand shoulder to shoulder with others and not want to devour what they have to fill my void. The void has vanished in the light. And though some have reached a higher summit than I have, I know I still have much more to go, and to grow, and I can be proud of what I’ve accomplished so far. I can extend my hand to those who struggle, lend an ear, or a kind word of love and encouragement. And if I see a fellow zombie I can share my experience, strength, and hope, to aid in their own search for meaning, life, and recovery. Because inside of me, in a place I hardly go anymore, that sad, zombie girl still sleeps in her bed of wilted flowers. She’ll always be a part of my journey, a part of me.
But I am no longer her. I am finally me. I am a mother, a daughter, a sister, a teacher, a lover, a fighter, a survivor . . . And my journey has just begun.
Christina L. Rozelle
4 years clean and sober, 4 years relationship-free, 4 years recovered from Borderline Personality Disorder
February 16, 2012-February 16, 2016
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