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Dead Wrong
Third time's a charm – right? Okay, so attempts one and two were a bust, and if you haven't learned anything from the first two, hopefully this one will help. It’s not like there’s a rulebook for staying alive during an apocalypse.
Spoiler alert – this is the third book, so if it's the first one you found, you might want to hunt the first two down to get caught up. If you can't find them right now, I guess you can start here, and play catch up.
Spoiler alert – this is the third book, so if it's the first one you found, you might want to hunt the first two down to get caught up. If you can't find them right now, I guess you can start here, and play catch up.
123 pages, Kindle Edition
Published December 13, 2021
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Greg Stumbo
14 books4 followersGreg Stumbo writes along the Crystal Coast of North Carolina. Well, not actually along the coast, since the tide would wash it away. You get the idea. His writing had previously been interrupted by becoming other things such as a father to two amazing boys, a veteran of Army Rangers, a plumber, a musician, a business owner and comedian, to name a few. Most days now are spent entertaining people with witty banter and stupid jokes in whatever form is handy at the moment. Regardless of where it is – in a book, in a bar, or a porch – he's keeping someone somewhere entertained in some fashion. Even if it's just to see what crazy thing comes next!
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December 18, 2021
Here we are, back in the blood-n’-guts Nomfest that is Greg Stumbo’s Generation Zed series. And if you’re hoping for a lucky break, here’s NOT the place to be.
As the blurb so clearly intimates:
******
You’d think there’d be a Third time's a charm – right? Okay, so attempts one and two were a bust, and if you haven't learned anything from the first two, hopefully this one will help. It’s not like there’s a rulebook for staying alive during an apocalypse.
Spoiler alert – this is the third book, so if it's the first one you found, you might want to hunt the first two down to get caught up. If you can't find them right now, I guess you can start here, and play catch up...
******
And that’s a rather poignant indicator: “Playing catch up.”
Because that’s all our dungeon masters of disaster seem to do. Don’t get me wrong, they come up with a pretty good scheme. But executing it? Let’s just say, it dies a death before they even get started. Yes, how to focus people’s attention when priority number one is looking out for yourself. (Something our ineptitude bunch is still trying to fathom).
It’s as if the guys have gathered all the ingredients for the world’s best cocktail, yet all they manage to do is mix a rather weak cordial . . . or should that be uncordial. Because what follows is an uncivil, disorganized, hit-and-miss rout of a tale that leaves our would-be entrepreneurs feeling both shaken and stirred. In fact, were I to take the cocktail analogy a step further, you could say the gang are so unorganized, they’re like an eight-fingered ‘flair’ barman trying to juggle mixers. And all they actually to do is beat themselves about the head and body with a Clover Club riddled in Rusty Nails until their Gimlets fall out. (Get it?)
Nobody’s interested in what they’re doing. Each little community is either too suspicious or too wrapped up in their own personal struggle for survival to care about bartering. Unless the goodies are left out for the taking. . .
And as the guys find out to their cost, there are plenty of ‘patrons’ out there who are willing to do just that. And tips are not included.
Yes, it would seem the initial fizz of survival is falling flat, and no amount of umbrellas will deflect the flack, proving there’s nothing really Cosmopolitan at all about this Zombie-town. A Dark & Stormy night is coming. Will the guys live to see another Tequila Sunrise?
You’ll see, in a Bloody Mary of a story that doesn’t leave a bitter aftertaste.
As the blurb so clearly intimates:
******
You’d think there’d be a Third time's a charm – right? Okay, so attempts one and two were a bust, and if you haven't learned anything from the first two, hopefully this one will help. It’s not like there’s a rulebook for staying alive during an apocalypse.
Spoiler alert – this is the third book, so if it's the first one you found, you might want to hunt the first two down to get caught up. If you can't find them right now, I guess you can start here, and play catch up...
******
And that’s a rather poignant indicator: “Playing catch up.”
Because that’s all our dungeon masters of disaster seem to do. Don’t get me wrong, they come up with a pretty good scheme. But executing it? Let’s just say, it dies a death before they even get started. Yes, how to focus people’s attention when priority number one is looking out for yourself. (Something our ineptitude bunch is still trying to fathom).
It’s as if the guys have gathered all the ingredients for the world’s best cocktail, yet all they manage to do is mix a rather weak cordial . . . or should that be uncordial. Because what follows is an uncivil, disorganized, hit-and-miss rout of a tale that leaves our would-be entrepreneurs feeling both shaken and stirred. In fact, were I to take the cocktail analogy a step further, you could say the gang are so unorganized, they’re like an eight-fingered ‘flair’ barman trying to juggle mixers. And all they actually to do is beat themselves about the head and body with a Clover Club riddled in Rusty Nails until their Gimlets fall out. (Get it?)
Nobody’s interested in what they’re doing. Each little community is either too suspicious or too wrapped up in their own personal struggle for survival to care about bartering. Unless the goodies are left out for the taking. . .
And as the guys find out to their cost, there are plenty of ‘patrons’ out there who are willing to do just that. And tips are not included.
Yes, it would seem the initial fizz of survival is falling flat, and no amount of umbrellas will deflect the flack, proving there’s nothing really Cosmopolitan at all about this Zombie-town. A Dark & Stormy night is coming. Will the guys live to see another Tequila Sunrise?
You’ll see, in a Bloody Mary of a story that doesn’t leave a bitter aftertaste.
March 23, 2022
A community guide to the apocalypse
Book 3 sets up the landscape of communities that although aren't at war, are not working together either. The gang are trying to play middlemen but that is going to go about as well as everything they've done so far isn't it? The stakes are getting higher as new factions emerge. Can a group of friends bumble their way through this zombie landscape? Stumbo has me caring about these idiots! Bring on book 4!
Book 3 sets up the landscape of communities that although aren't at war, are not working together either. The gang are trying to play middlemen but that is going to go about as well as everything they've done so far isn't it? The stakes are getting higher as new factions emerge. Can a group of friends bumble their way through this zombie landscape? Stumbo has me caring about these idiots! Bring on book 4!
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