If you’re wondering what I’ve been on about (besides Tweeting about Saskatoon’s apparent inability to plow the streets amid record snowfall) – you’ll know that I had a title problem for my revision. I’d originally planned to call this project THE NORTH but my agent suggested I give it a new title. After finishing my revision (which I’ll be sending off to her this week) I’ve decided to call my “teen militia zombie apocalypse survivalist nut jobs everywhere book”, AFTER THE SIEGE.
Want to know what it’s about? Well look no further.
“We left because there was nothing left. The odds are against us making it to Sanctuary Base because there are more of them (the dead) than the living (read: the nearly dead). We stopped trying to figure out what caused day zero after about two weeks because by then we’d already lost forty people and there wasn’t any point in trying to make sense of what the human mind was never hard-wired to comprehend.
I now firmly believe that humanity is devolving. Laws don’t apply when the sky itself seems to be burning – who knows, maybe it is. We want to live, but our greatest enemy isn’t the monsters that will tear us apart with their bare hands; it’s the fact that we weren’t born into this world.”
Sixteen-year-old David Simmons is on a mission to save his eight year old sister and perhaps himself. In a broken world infested with walking cadavers, the tiny handful of survivors from Simmons militia unit are going hatches down in their armored personnel carriers, but what happens when their fuel runs dry? There’s a weak UHF signal from a place called Sanctuary Base and it’s supposed to be zombie-free, but there’s more than a thousand miles of frozen wasteland, a biting, unforgiving cold, and someone called SUNRAY.
They’re out numbered, out-gunned and out of time.