I am currently working on a Zombie story, tentatively titled Generation Zee. I know there are a lot of zombie stories out there, but hopefully mine is a little different. It is also the story of a girl who matures from someone who is somewhat self-centered and perfectly happy to have other people make the decisions to a leader. There are, of course, the requisite zombie battles, and people do die. Anyway, I hope there is enough there for you, the reader.

I got the idea for this story from my daughter. When she was a teenager and early twenties, she used to say how my house was the perfect house if there was ever a zombie attack. She said that if there was a zombie apocalypse, that she was going to buy some guns and fencing and hole up at the house. This was because our house had an addition on it with a full basement. So you can be in the house, go downstairs, then through a door to the second basement and finally up a second flight of stairs into the garages, without ever going outside. She felt it provided more safety against the zombies. Well, of course, the house in the story, is my house. So we will see, won’t we?