Before I start chatting about one of my favorite teachers, I`d like to say how excited I am to be a part of this wonderful blog hop Allison Cassatta is hosting. So many great M/M authors are participating with book giveaways all over the place, as well as a $100 Amazon Gift Card to one lucky winner! What a super way to begin this back to school time of year. Speaking of giveaways, I too will be giving away a free PDF copy of Two Guys Walk into an Apocalypse 2: It Came from Birmingham to one lucky commenter. Who doesn`t love a good zom-rom-com with a handsome teacher as one of the leading man?!
Now we can chat about Paul Cooke, and why he is a teacher. When I first began sketching out the characters for my Two Guys series of zombie romantic-comedies, I was presented with what to make my leading men do for a living. I mulled over a ton of possibilities from police officers to doctors to cowboys, but in the end, I chose for Paul to be an elementary school teacher while his partner, Gordon, was a high school counselor. So, both men are in the education field . . . or were. The zombie apocalypse kind of threw my lovers life plans into the hopper unfortunately.
So, why did I make Paul a first grade teacher in a series that deals with so much death, darkness, and the fear of humanity fizzling out? Because a teacher symbolizes hope for the future. They are the ones that mold and shape the children, and if we are to survive an apocalypse of such horrid proportions, the next generation must be tough as hell and smart as whips. That is where the teachers become so damned important. And that is why Paul Cooke was/ is a teacher. He knows the role of education and how imperative it will be for the young ones who will follow him.
In the next novel - Two Guys Walk Into an Apocalypse 3: He`s a Lumberjack and He`s Undead - we will get to see how Paul manages to gather up the few children he runs into, and begins laying down the pattern of normalcy that he and the kids so desperately need. There may be zombies lurking about in the woods, but Paul and his charges - as well as the other adults - are damned if they will allow society to fall apart. Paul and Gordon plan to face a grim future with love, laughter, and the three R`s.
Here`s an excerpt from Two Guys Walk Into An Apocalypse 2: It Came From Birmingham that will hopefully bring you a smile.
“No matter how much camouflage paint you put on my face I will never be able to pull off John J.,” I commented, drawing back from yet another finger loaded with green glop. The lights of the used car lot flickered overhead.
“I wasn`t going for Rambo,” Gordon said, smearing the oily goo on his shorts. Another pair of pants ruined I sighed. “I was hoping for maybe Dolph Lundgren but you don`t have his abs, pecs, or ass.”
“Thank you,” I sniffed haughtily.
“You`re welcome,” the man winked leaning in for a kiss before thinking better of it. “Okay, this is really important, Paul. If you see something that looks like danger you do what?”
“Run around in fairy circles and weep?”
The colonel passed by with his corn stalk saber on his shoulder. He was on guard duty, bless his heart.
Gordon stood in front of me hard-faced and grim. I tugged the black knit balaclava hat down to my eyebrows.
“I use the walkie-talkie to relay my position then shoot people in the face with this,” I hefted the Remington auto-loading 12-guage shotgun up to my chest. “Then I run around in fairy circles and weep.”
“Paul, this really isn`t the time for being an asshole,” Gordon spun from me with a cloud of grim over his head. I chanced a glance down at myself. Dressed all in black, my pants pockets overflowing with shotgun shells, and a walkie-talkie attached to my ebony turtleneck, I honestly couldn`t think of a better time to be an asshole. I wasn`t sure who we thought we were fooling putting me in this get-up. The red ‘Hello Dolly’ dress would have been less idiotic.
“I was just kidding,” I apologized despite the absurdity of my apparel. It was obvious Gordon was quite distressed. The colonel made another pass, stopped to look me over then snapped a salute before returning to his rounds. “I think I just passed muster,” I smiled at my lover`s back.
“Wonderful,” Gordon rumbled staring at the road leading into town. “That will mean a lot if you run into scarecrows.”
I padded over to the man and slid an arm around him. He leaned back into me. “I`ll be fine. In and out, quick as a bunny, right?” I whispered beside his left ear.
“Just like you make love,” he remarked, a bit of his usual sauce returning.
“A-ha, wit and looks, no wonder I grabbed you.” I placed a goopy kiss to his neck then stepped away. “Okay, I`m going in before my make-up runs.”
“Check in every two minutes. Next time we buy a car, we are paying extra for GPS,” he informed me. “If you run into anything . . .”
“Yes, Gordon, we`ve been over this. I`ll be back before you even miss me.”
“Not possible,” he answered then shoved his hands into his pockets.
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Yours in love and laughter,