Monday, June 27, 2016

Tuesday Tales - Picture Prompt





Hello! It`s time for Tuesday Tales.



It's time to have more zombie fun! Today we have another excerpt from my LGBTQ zom-rom-com Two Guys Walk Into an Apocalypse 4 - Zombies, Zendra, and Ziegfeld Follies. This story contains crude language, gore because of the darn zombies, and gay sexual situations. If that offends now would be the time to move onto another Tuesday Tales offering.

It`s our picture prompt week and the excerpt must reflect the image and be under 300 words.  Don`t forget to visit the other talented Tuesday Tales authors. Thanks for stopping by!



My pace was sloth-like. Take one step then stop, listen, another step, stop and listen. Birds sang. A breeze blew past. The smell of pine and wet earth clung to the wind. I drew in a long steadying breath when I reached the corner of the used clothing store. Exhaling through my nose I jumped out onto the sidewalk, gun up, pulse tripled. My sights were empty. Nothing was on the street aside from the tiny brown bird picking at the springs of new grass. Nothing on the horizon but tall purple flowers embracing the spring sunset.

My sight flew up and down the street, straining to locate anything that seemed out of place. I drew in a deep breath to steady my nerves and trembling hand and inhaled the pungent scent of cigarette smoke clinging to material. I never got a chance to turn and wave my gun in Marlboro Man's face. He clipped me soundly on the back of the head with something hard just as my brain was sending the command to my extremities to do something defensive. That tiny little street in Port Gray rushed up to slap my face right before everything went still and black.





Copyright 2016 ©by V.L. Locey

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4 comments:

Cathy Brockman said...

This is going to be good!

Jean Joachim said...

Great description! But our hero is face in the dust. That can't be good. Rooting for us.

Tricia Andersen said...

Eek!! No! Being unconscious around zombies in not a good thing! Great excerpt! (I'm getting an early dose of Walking Dead...yay!!)

Trisha Faye said...

This isn't a genre I'd typically read. But when you write it, I'm right there in the story. You weave your words with masterful precision and present us with a unique, textured tapestry.