With Eat the Rich abandoned, I decided to return to zombie fiction with Ain't No Grave, a story that I tried writing earlier this year. Unlike the earlier version, which was about kids raising themselves in a zombie apocalypse, this one is about survivors trying to fortify and settle in an abandoned town in Southern California.
I picked Ain't No Grave for a few reasons. Halloween just ended (I hope you all had fun gorging on candy, liquor, and candy-flavored liquor). Secondly, I've always kept alive the ambition to do a zombie story, even after it didn't work out the first time. And finally, come on, listen to Johnny Cash sing Ain't No Grave and you can almost imagine zombies shuffling around. I just had to write a story with that title.
Just as I did with Eat the Rich, I'm chronicling my progress with Ain't No Grave, and I hope I can reach the 50,000-word limit for NaNoWriMo, or at least get pretty damn close to it.