This Shattered Land: Surviving the Dead
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Author’s Note
Two years ago, writing was something that I only dreamed about doing. I thought up story ideas and bored my wife for hours going over them in endless detail. One day she got sick of listening to me and put down her cell phone to fire a level stare at me across the couch.
“James,” she said. “I’m not listening to any more of these story ideas until you write one of them down.”
I started, “But babe…”
“Zip it.”
“I know but…”
“Zip it.”
I frowned. “Fine.”
Then she screwed up. She went and bought me a Kindle.
I don’t think I talked to her for three months. Or maybe she didn’t screw up, maybe that was her idea all along. Either way, I learned about the world of independent publishing, and my life hasn’t been the same since. In short, you can blame my wife for my newfound love of writing. If not for her, I probably never would have sat down to write No Easy Hope.
Thanks, Babe. You win again.
Where will this whole writing thing take me? I have no idea. But it will be a lot of fun along the way. I hope you come along for the ride.
Once more we hear the word
That sickened earth of old:
"No law except the Sword
Unsheathed and uncontrolled."
Once more it knits mankind,
Once more the nations go
To meet and break and bind
A crazed and driven foe.
-Rudyard Kipling
For All We Have and Are
Chapter 1
Unexpected Guests
The spring thaw was late. Normally by May, the Catawba River would be running swift and swollen, and tearing at the soft red clay bordering its banks. That was not what we saw looking down at the riverbank. The river had shaken off the sluggishness of winter, but it still ran steady and calm across the Carolina mountain country. Gabriel was not happy about it. He scratched his thick black beard and frowned at the muddy brown water.
“Do you still think heading over to Marion is a good idea?” I asked.
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