"Life After War" by Angela White

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Life After War
(Books 1-3)

by Angela White

Life After War (Books 1-3) is currently FREE. It consists of the first three books in the Life After War series: The Survivors, On the Road, and Safe Haven, also available separately. Author Angela White stops by today to share an excerpt.

Also available: Adrian's Eagles, From the Ashes, Where We Stand, The Price We Pay, and Carved in Stone. Coming December 2016: Shattered Dreams.

Description

"The end of the world has given us a harsh, merciless existence, where nature tries hard to push mankind to the very brink of extinction. Everything is against us, between us ... Untold miles of lawless, apocalyptic roads wait for our feet, and the future, cold and dark, offers little comfort. Without change, there can be no peace. Only survivors."

From dangerous trips into dark, apocalyptic cities, to patriotic rescues and furious revelations, Life After War is an action-packed fantasy series where those left alive must come to terms with their mistakes in the old world, while fighting for a place in the new one. Life After War. Magic and reality blended into a post-apocalyptic fantasy series that you won't ever forget.

What can you expect to discover in this apocalyptic fantasy series?

• The end of the world, up close and full of apocalyptic horror.
• A government conspiracy that caused the apocalypse.
• An adventure into the wastelands to find family, supplies, and safety.
• A supernatural romance strong enough to survive nuclear armageddon.
• Invasions, ambushes, attacks from nature and humanity. Guns and magic!
• A refugee camp with very different laws, gathering those who survived.
• A hero you will either hate or love as you ponder the secrets that could cost him leadership.
• A witch, a doctor, a government storm tracker, a star, and three Marines struggling to keep their people alive and together.
• A constant battle for survival that includes deadly trips into decaying American cities, insanity, relics of the past and ghosts that stalk their every move.

Three full-length books, for one great price. Get your copy today!

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Excerpt

Like most days, the sound of the ocean is haunting. Not much scares me anymore, but the whispers I hear in those powerful swells are terrifying.

My name is Angela. I’m a mother, doctor, soldier, and now, in the year 2017, I am a leader. Thanks to the nuclear war that ended our world, I’ve become the guardian of an American refugee camp called Safe Haven.

Surrounded by carefully observing sentries, I sit by the immense Pacific Ocean as my people work and play nearby, confident my army will protect them while I tell you about the war, and about how we were forced to flee our beloved country in the awful aftermath. The apocalypse was a nightmare from which we couldn’t wake. Some of us still haven’t been able to forget, and soon, we’ll be at the water’s mercy again. In less than two months, we are going home. And I’m the only one who knows. The real America still waits for us to rebuild, but mostly, simply, for us to return. Before we undertake that perilous journey, I have to get the three hundred fifty-seven souls here ready for the trip, and I only know one way it can be done—Adrian has to come back and lead us home, as he promised.

Adrian…

That incredibly patriotic man has been exiled, even though he is the only reason we survived. His secrets were the excuse the camp needed to turn on him, but I won’t do that. I can’t. I swore myself to him the same as the rest of his Council, and like them, I still believe.

I’ve gotten way ahead of myself, far beyond the beginning, when our future didn’t look as good is it does now. Most people here in New America won’t talk about the war or the long, ugly journey we made together. They say the memories have faded, but I know a lie when I hear one. Some horrors you never forget.

Like our final battle with Cesar and his large band of ruthless Mexican guerillas. It’s been five years, but I still see the deep red streams of blood running down rain-soaked trees. I still smell men burning alive in their metal coffins. I dream of it sometimes, of the cold, wet night when I was the bait, and I’m sure Adrian does too. It was the moment we knew our people would live—because of one man’s dream and his terrible lies.

Adrian kept us alive, gave us everything he had, and he always did what was best for the camp, no matter what it cost him personally. He taught us to be stronger than we thought we could be, to defend each other and ourselves and through it all he lied by omission. He knew these scared, hurting survivors would never have trusted him, would never have given him a chance, if they’d known who he really was.

We came a long way together in the year after the war, thousands and thousands of miles of heartbreaking devastation, and it hurts those of us who remain loyal to witness him accept their unfair judgment without a fight. It makes everything we lived through feel less important than it was, weakens the magic somehow, and I can’t allow that.

I’ve been detecting open doors again, and that sly ocean cautions me, says the trip home will be as hard as the one we undertook to get here. If there’s a storm coming for the flock, than it’s our guardian, we’ll need to guide us through it.

So, for Adrian and for those of us standing by him, still ready to die for him, and for the dreams he made me believe in from almost the first minute I set foot in his refugee camp, I will tell our story and leave nothing out. Maybe then, these people will realize what he did for our country, accept how much we owe him, and allow him to reclaim what’s rightfully his—us.

Before I tell you about our harsh, ugly journey, let me show you what happened on that day, what they did to us and what we did to each other.

This is how our story of survival began…

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Praise for the Book

"Seven very gifted survivors are destined to rebuild their country after the apocalypse ... If they can stay alive long enough to find each other. Impossible to put down." ~ The Review Blog

"Set along the lines of The Stand and The Postman, this is a chilling vision of the collapse of all society in the year 2012 and the rebirth of a nation by those who survived. It’s so much more than just another fantasy series." ~ The Review Shop

"These books are great! They're the kind you won't want to put down, even as your eyes are drooping and the clock is reading 1:00 a.m. The story moves right along, there's magic involved, a lot of love and guns. Perfect Christmas vacation reading. As a female, I really liked the strong female characters (even that ho-bag Tonya, as she is a great plot device)." ~ BlueRanger

I couldn't put it down. That is the hallmark of a good book, in my opinion. The ability to weave a engaging story is evident. I read the first 6 books in less than a week." ~ Lucy

"Angela White writes from the heart. The characters in her storys are interesting, complex, and she keeps you on the edge of your seat with each turn of the page. And when you are done with one book you are ready for the next one." ~ Harold

About the Author

I published my first book in elementary - Mystery of the Missing Tabby. The school library still has it, as far as I know. That was my first real work, and writing became priceless to me over the next years. In Jr. High, I had a teacher tell our class that none of us could match the classic authors that we would be studying. We weren’t good enough. I took that to heart and turned in an A-paper with a rookie mistake that prevented me from getting the respect I wanted from that lady. I hated it that she was right.

I still do. I also adore her for waking my brain to the possibility that someday I could be as good as one of the iconic writers that helped frame the world of literature. I’ll never know if she did it intentionally or if she was just stating a fact, but it worked for me. I’ve never wanted to do anything else. Thanks to that drive, the fire she finished waking, I now live off my writing and run my own publishing company. I have more than a dozen novels out and thousands of fans. I have a long way to go before future children study me in schools, but I’m still just as hot for it now as I was in that stuffy, musty classroom in 7th grade.

So, that’s who I am. I am building, and living, the American dream. Who are you and what have you done?

That’s a hard question to answer if you’re still trying to get there. I understand. Here’s some free advice: Follow your dreams, even when the world says it’s crazy. Sometimes, you’ll find a life that satisfies you more than you ever thought was possible and it has nothing to do with cash or fame. Chase that, starting right now, and the next time someone asks who you are, tell them you’re an immovable force, a wild dreamer, a hopeful comet shooting toward the goals that orbit your existence. And then lift your chin. There aren’t many of us left who want to be good at what we do. Everyone else just wants that green shit.

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"New York: Allie's War, Early Years" by JC Andrijeski

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New York: Allie's War, Early Years

by JC Andrijeski

New York: Allie's War, Early Years is a prequel novel in JC Andrijeski's Allie's War series. An urban fantasy new adult romance set in a unique, gritty version of Earth, populated by a second race of psychic beings called Seers, the Allie's War series centers on the relationship of a strong female protagonist, Allie Taylor, and her antihero guide, Dehgoies Revik. The series takes place in a modern version of our world just prior to the apocalypse and a dystopian future, and spans centuries along with the lives of its main characters, the Seers, and the wars they fight with themselves and their human allies and enemies. (Appropriate for ages 16 and up - steamy sex scenes in parts!)

The books in order:

Rook: Allie's War, Book One (FREE on Smashwords to 8 March)

Shield: Allie's War, Book Two (FREE on Smashwords to 8 March)

Sword: Allie's War, Book Three

New York: Allie's War, Early Years (#3.5) (currently FREE on Smashwords, B&N, and Amazon)

Shadow: Allie's War, Book Four

Knight: Allie's War, Book Five

War: Allie's War, Book Six

Revik: Allie's War, Early Years (#6.5) (FREE on Smashwords to 8 March)

Bridge: Allie's War, Book Seven

Terian: Allie's War, Early Years (#7.5)

Description

Allie calls it her New York jinx. Already on this trip, obnoxious band groupies hang all over her boyfriend, a stalker leaves her cryptic and creepy notes, and she nearly gets arrested watching a Seer get tasered by cops who act like not-cops. One of them, a tall, black-haired guy with strangely colorless eyes, keeps showing up everywhere Allie goes.

But when a religious cult targets Allie for an end of the world ritual, her visit goes from annoying to quite probably fatal.

Excerpt

She watched him, her eyes riveted on the way he moved, the confident, almost heavy gait that still managed to be strangely feline as he walked at the back end of the auditorium. A faint sheen of sweat covered his face and neck, as it did pretty much everyone else in the room, herself included, despite how hard the fans worked in grating, circular motions over their heads.

Kali had been looking for him for months...years.

It was strange to be finally faced with him, and somewhat disconcerting. She was one of the few people alive who knew what he truly was, underneath that expressionless mask.

He seemed young to her still, despite what his life had encompassed already.

He was young, from Kali’s perspective, although she knew he might not feel it, nor would he appreciate her pointing out that fact to his face. Like most male seers, he was likely sensitive about his age. They all were, it seemed, when it came to the opposite sex. Male seers never seemed to get their stride with their sexual confidence until they’d hit the two or three hundred mark, at least, and Kali doubted, somehow, that he would be any different, despite who he was.

Kali used her sight to memorize every line of him, every structure and taste of his light, in the event he managed to lose her again before she got up the nerve to approach him...and before she determined a way to do so without him merely attempting to kill her for her troubles.

At roughly eighty-years-old, he had reached most of his adult height. Tall, even for a seer, like his father...perhaps 6’5” or 6’6”, utilizing human measurements. Despite her perception of his light, he looked old for his age, she noticed...physically, that is. Perhaps it had been the content of those eighty-odd years, but his face had a harder cast than most seers who have lived so long, she thought.

To the humans, he would look perhaps thirty.

Not older than thirty-five.

Not younger than twenty-seven or twenty-eight.

His black hair hung down in a ragged line, partly in his eyes now. Those same eyes shone in the dingy overhead lights, an indiscriminate pale that was almost completely colorless as he continued to case the room. The long hair fit the style of the current human fashion, of course, although he was clean-shaven, unlike many male humans in his rough age-bracket. Since he was blending with and passing as human, however, it didn’t surprise her that he chose to let his hair grow out.

Even so, she couldn’t help noticing that, on him at least, the longer hair still managed to make him look more warlike than the scraggly, softer look of the human ‘hippie’ contingent. Part of that might have been the lack of facial hair, and the hard, almost sharp planes of his face without anything to soften those lines, but Kali suspected that wasn’t all of it.

In the same way, the longer hair somehow made him appear more seer than not. Perhaps it simply contrasted too strongly with those same angular lines of his narrow face.

He wasn’t a handsome man, really.

His features fit together too inharmoniously for that. His large eyes stared, lamp-like from that tanned skin above the high cheekbones and a not-small nose. His narrow mouth formed a firm line above an even more firm and distinctive jaw.

He was attractive though, in his way. The strange silver lights Kali could see obscuring and darkening his aleimi took away from that attractiveness for her, but she knew the intensity of those same lights would undoubtedly have the opposite effect on others.

Even now, she saw the eyes of human females noticing him.

A European reporter did a double-take on his face and then his lean, broad-shouldered body, measuring him with an openly appraising stare. Without seeming to know she’d done it, she wet her lips as she continued to look at him, her pupils dilating slightly as she once more flickered her gaze over him in his worn jeans and leather belt. The thin, black t-shirt he wore stuck to the lean muscles of his chest with sweat, making a dark mark from his neckline to about his sternum.

He wore a jacket, too, despite the suffocating heat, a thin leather sheath which told Kali he had at least one gun strapped to his side, if not more than one.

For his part, he barely seemed to notice the reporter, although Kali saw him return the appraisal in a furtive kind of rote, staring briefly at the human’s bare legs and noting the lack of a bra before he went back to taking the measurements of the room. As his mind returned to work, he slid back into the blank, work-face mask of a trained infiltrator, Kali noticed.

He disappeared inside that mask, and then back into the crowd, too, melting away from her view as he continued his ghost-like walk around the perimeter.

It unnerved her, even without her knowing why he was there, not precisely.

The year was 1974.

Nixon had just resigned as President of the United States in the wake of one of the worst political scandals of the Twentieth Century...at least that didn’t result in out-and-out war, apart from the wars that already raged in Asia. The war in Vietnam continued, seemingly without end, and now the Soviets were involved, too...although the United States had finally diminished their presence on the continent, preferring to throw money at the South Vietnamese army, instead.

Standing at a press conference in downtown Saigon itself, in a basement meeting hall down the street from the famous Caravelle Hotel, Kali felt old suddenly, in a way she hadn’t as long as she’d been alive. She’d finally found him.

The man who would be her unborn daughter’s mate.

Even with what she knew, Kali found the thought chilling.

Review

By Sheri Johnson

Short story? Nope. Amazing prequel that's a story all by itself. This baby's a novella - over 100 pages - and if you've read any of JC Andrijeski's Allie's War series, you'll slide right into this little number, and you will love it.

If you haven't read any of the Allie's War series, this story is a perfect introduction. Don't hesitate - take a leap. This series (and this writer) will quickly become a favorite.

About the Author

JC Andrijeski has published novels, novellas, serials, graphic novels and short stories, including new adult fantasy series, Allie's War, the new adult science fiction series, The Slave Girl Chronicles, and the Gate-Shifters series, about a shape-shifting alien and a tough-girl PI from Seattle. She also writes nonfiction essays and articles, as well as some erotica. Her short works have been featured in anthologies, online literary, art and fiction magazines as well as print venues such as NY Press newspaper and holistic health magazines. JC travels extensively and has lived abroad in Europe, Australia and Asia, but currently lives and works full time as a writer in Portland, Oregon.

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"Apocalipstick" by Lisa Acerbo

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Apocalipstick

by Lisa Acerbo

Apocalipstick is currently on tour with Bewitching Book Tours. The tour stops here today for my interview with the author. There is also a giveaway to enter below (US only). Be sure to visit the other tour stops as well.

Description

Life is bad after the apocalypse ... the undead just made it worse.

Jenna should be having the time of her life at college. Instead, her only desire is survival. She lives in a world gone insane after a virus kills most of the population. Being alive after the apocalypse is bad, but when the undead return, hungry for humans, times turn darker. For Jenna and a small group of survivors, the goal is to reach the High Point Inn. At the inn, Jenna develops feelings for Caleb, who, while exotic and intoxicating, is not quite human. Will this new utopia last?

Excerpt

“By the pricking of my thumbs, Something wicked this way comes…” ran through Jenna’s mind, another remnant of her former life. Now the graveyard was the safest place. Evil openly roamed the streets and it was coming for her.

Jenna blinked the sweat out of her eyes and took a deep breath. She swayed with exhaustion. Angels, symbols of all things God and good, adornments of the dead, swam in and out of Jenna’s clouded vision. She placed a scarred hand on the peaceful, cold stone markers, embellished with the names of forgotten loved ones. Nowadays, loved ones wanted to come back from the grave and claw your face off, devour your insides.

Jenna wanted to lie down and give up. She was tired and had lost everyone she knew. Hair lank and greasy, mud splattered clothing, old and mismatched. Instead of admitting defeat, she forced herself to stay alert, pushing matted, raven hair out of her eyes with a dirty hand. Jenna could not remember a time in her recent history where she felt clean or had a moment in which she was not fighting to stay alive. Looking around the darkened landscape, she wanted to live. She shoved to her feet once again.

Gingerly, with a limp, she started walking deeper into the cemetery. She had twisted her ankle during the jump from the gate. The last sprint had been hell. Her stomach ached where the scar stretched from side to side, but her ankle worried her most. If she could not run, Jenna would be food for the dead. Hopefully, she’d find shelter soon.

A noise echoed through what should have been deserted gravestones. Jenna froze for a second, panicked, but then instinct kicked in. She pivoted on her good foot, grabbing for the knife in her pocket. It was all she had left, after losing the gun during her escape yesterday.

Jenna ran back into the oldest part of the graveyard, until she came up to a small mausoleum. It looked more like a shack, a collage of tumbling stone and wood. She pulled on the door, but it stuck, even as everything around it decayed. She felt her way around the side. Her hand slithered across the remains of what once was a delicate, stained glass window. Shards of color caught her coat. Using her elbow, shielded by her jacket, she knocked out the remaining pieces and then painfully pulled herself inside.

Crouched on the ground, she was tempted to give herself over to tears, but instead searched for anything useful. A sturdy casket dominated the tiny interior of the room. The dilapidated mausoleum housed little of use, but someone must have been there before her. Rusty tools, wrenches, hoes, and a beat up shovel lay scattered across the floor, abandoned. They might make good weapons, but were heavy to haul. The handle to the shovel would be usable if she could dislodge it from the base.

She’d try. In addition to the mostly useless tools, Jenna found a box of matches near the charred remains of a former fire which littered the corner. Maybe, if she ever felt safe, she could light a fire and feel warm. For once. Jenna hunkered down, shovel in hand, and began to ply the handle apart from the base. She had to hurry. They would soon be upon her.

Review

By Katie

I enjoyed Apocalipstick from the first page and found myself reading it slowly because I did not want the story to end. The characters were as genuine as the emotion. I chuckled when the protagonist's regrets in her post apocalypse world were missing shopping and listening to music. The character's thoughts evidenced Lisa's ability to write from the point of view of a teenager. The love triangle will have readers picking a "team" - either Team Caleb or Team Quentin.

I enjoyed the story, bit my fingernails during the zombie scenes and grew sad when I reached the last page. I hope the author is busy writing book two, because I look forward to reading it.

Interview with the Author

Hi Lisa, thanks for joining me today to discuss your new book, Apocalipstick.

Which writers have influenced you the most?

I adore Stephen King and have read On Writing by King many times. During the summer, I completed Joyland and, more recently, Doctor Sleep. King is such an amazing storyteller and his characters are written flawlessly. I hope if I continue to practice, one day I will possess a modicum of his talent.

What age group do you recommend your book for?

I would recommend the book for adults, new adult audiences, and older teens. At the high school where I teach some of my senior students have read it. Hopefully, they liked it. In addition, a fellow teacher had a class of freshmen read it. They are still slogging through, but I am going to give an author talk to them soon. I will find out what they think ...

What sparked the idea for this book?

The zombie apocalypse, of course. Reading some of the recent book releases in the genre and watching movies like Shaun of the Dead and World War Z sparked the desire to try my hand at writing my own zombie novel. Unfortunately, if a zombie apocalypse comes soon, I am a goner. I am a slow runner and have no ability to wield a weapon. I’d be the first to die, so let’s hope zombies don’t rise up for a few more years.

Here's hoping! Which comes first? The character's story or the idea for the novel?

Jenna, the main character, came first. She lives in this crazy, deadly post-apocalyptic world overrun with stalkers, another name for zombies. I love Jenna, the hero of the story. She is tough, smart and sassy and has this innate ability to stay alive in the craziest situations. What more could you want? I’m not sure if she is all that likable; a zombie apocalypse can cause some people to be on edge and grumpy, but she is fiercely loyal to her friends, and that counts for a whole lot when you fight the evil undead.

What was the hardest part to write in this book?

Writing a romantic scene is scary. They are much harder to write than the zombie battles. I grew up in a very traditional, very Catholic family, so love scenes can be tough to write at times, but I am starting to get over that fear. Book two will be zombies and romance 2.0.

How do you hope this book affects its readers?

I hope the message conveyed through Apocalipstick is similar to what made some of the classic zombie movies so interesting to watch. Dawn of the Dead (1978) used the zombie genre to make a comment of society and consumerism. When I began the novel, I wanted my audience, on some level, to relate to the characters in Apocalipstick and the struggles they face in the story. Every day, people fight small battles, whether it is with school, jobs, illnesses, or family problems. At times, people also lose hope or feel detached, similar to the characters called the “others.”

How long did it take you to write this book?

Three years. I worked on the dissertation for my EdD at the same time. There were times academic writing started to drive me crazy, and at that point I would turn to creative writing for a while.

What is your writing routine?

Coffee fuels my writing in the morning. After many cups of coffee, some coherent thoughts enter my mind and I attempt to jot something down. I usually write in the morning for an hour because it is quiet. I tend to get up at 4 am or 5 am to start the process. I am a high school teacher so in the summer I can relax and sleep in later. During the summer, I am home alone with our three cats and my daughters who are college age. I can write for as long as I want any time the mood strikes me.

How did you get your book published?

Eternal Press. Love them. They are a small indie press and have been wonderful every step of the way. The book is available on their website.

What advice do you have for someone who would like to become a published writer?

Keep going. It took me a long time to write something coherent. Many bad books ended up in the recycle bin before I produced Apocalipstick. I’m still learning from everything I write and from my reviews and fans. The goal is to continue to improve and one day, hopefully, write something many people would like to read.

What do you like to do when you're not writing?

I ride (sit on) horses, but I am really awful at it. My daughter has been riding since she was four years old and I wanted to stay involved. We ended up buying one horse when she was a teen and then rescuing another, a thoroughbred and former racehorse with arthritis. I love trail riding and take lessons, but cannot improve. I have a mental block.

What does your family think of your writing?

My daughter and step-daughter have read and re-read the book, and my daughter was instrumental in telling me what was really and truly awful when I first started writing Apocalipstick. She is also the one who helped me think of the title. My family is supportive and loves that I write as long as I promise not to make them repeatedly proofread and edit the first drafts.

Please tell us a bit about your childhood.

My father suffered from schizophrenia. In many ways, his disease shaped my life as a child and young adult. I know he loved me, but living with him was hard and there was always tension in the house. In college, I wrote a short story for my creative writing class about my experiences growing up and my professor and class thought it was fiction.

Did you enjoy school?

Not really. I was an unmotivated student in high school and college, but now I love it and recently completed my EdD. My initial lack of motivation helped me decide to become a teacher. I want to make learning enjoyable for the students I teach. Is it working? I have no idea.

Did you like reading when you were a child?

I hated reading in elementary and middle school until my mother finally allowed me to read Judy Blume. Blume wrote about what was happening in my world and I was hooked. I read every book she wrote and that started my love of reading, which continues today.

When did you first realize you wanted to be a writer?

I majored in English during college, thinking that I wanted to become a journalist, but instead became an English teacher at the high school level. While a full time teacher now, I have also continued to write and publish. Before turning to fiction, my articles appeared in the Connecticut Post, Trumbull Patch and Hollywood Scriptwriter. Writing a novel was on my bucket list, so now that I have completed the goal, I am changing my bucket list entry to writing a series of books.

Did your childhood experiences influence your writing?

As I mentioned, I was not a motivated student. When a teacher in high school gave me an “A” on a creative story, it was the first time I was motivated to write more, to practice, to improve. I also remember the same teacher had us read a novel, A Patch of Blue. After reading this story, my world was changed forever. I wanted to be able to write stories that change how others see the world.

What was your favorite book as a child?

The Giving Tree by Shel Silverstein. I tear up every time I read it.

Who were your favorite authors as a child?

I grew up reading novels by Judy Blume, Johanna Lindsey, Dean Koontz, and Stephen King, among others. While entirely different genres, these authors inspired me to want to read more and write fiction. Is it odd that I love both horror and romance genres? I love authors who can create vivid conflicts and life-like characters in relationships, romantic or otherwise. These days I am inspired by the books my high school students read like Twilight, the Chicagoland Vampires series, and The Hunger Games. I enjoy reading romances with action and adventure, and I hoped to create a book with those elements.

Do you hear from your readers much? What kinds of things do they say?

I am so lucky to work in a high school where the library was able to purchase a bunch of copies of Apocalipstick. I have been able to sit down and talk to teens about the book. It gives me some great ideas for future stories. Students are brutally honest (in a good way) and I have received great critique from them. One of the main points to change - too many minor characters. This is remedied in the second book.

What can we look forward to from you in the future?

Apocalipstick was my first book, but book two in the series is coming together. Jenna and Caleb undergo a challenging quest. They leave the safety of the inn and their travels resemble the traditional journey of the mythological heroes brought to light by Joseph Campbell. There are also many unexpected twists for the characters and someone rises from the dead, but not as a zombie. I was working on my first book and already planning the next book in my head, thinking about the changes and developments that would happen to Jenna and Caleb, the main characters.

Thanks so much for stopping by today, Lisa. Best of luck with rest of the series.

About the Author

Lisa Acerbo is a high school teacher and adjunct faculty at the University of Phoenix. She lives in Connecticut with her husband, daughters, three cats, and two horses. When not writing, she mountain bikes, hikes, and tries to pursue some type of further education - she's working towards an EdD.

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