Ok, well maybe not a long time, but a week or so, which is longer than I had originally planned on going between posts. So here I am! Posting! It's me, it's me!
So, I started reading the book that my sister and brother in law gave me for Christmas, it's called Queen Victoria: Demon Hunter (by A.E. Moorat)and the tag line (yes, a book with a tag line, books are marketed like movies now, deal with it...like I'm trying to)is...wait for it...wait for it..."She loved her country. She hated zombies."
Now I've gotta admit that I had seen this book a couple of times during my aimless bookstore wanderings, chucked at the ridiculousness of it, and moved along. But, since I got it as a gift ('cause they know that I love zombies...not the same way that I love kittens...like I don't want to cuddle with zombies or give them them treats or anything, mostly 'cause those treats would be my delicious brain which I'm not willing to part with at the moment...but I digress, shocking, I know) I figured that I should give it a read...
...and here's the thing, I kinda dig it, I mean really it sold me at the end of the first chapter with this:
"'Sir, it's the zombies, sir' Perkins managed, breathing heavily.
There was a crack of lightning from outside, a rumble of thunder.
'Yes?' said Quimby, still irritated. 'What about the zombies?'
'Sir, they're eating the prostitutes'"
End of chapter. AWESOMENESS!
I mean, I just can't help myself...when there's zombies eating prostitutes, a girl's just gotta keep reading. That being said, I'm not even a quarter of the way through the book, so I'll leave this with; Less typing, more reading.
That is all.
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