Don't you see the freaking zombies? Lumbering, slowly, with dislocated shoulders and one leg dragging, flannel shirts askew pastey skin, well, the color of most people in Michigan.
It was messy, but really, how can we have Max Brooks come to town and have the place teaming with the reanimated corpses? That would just be lame.
So, besides my normal trail of dead, how will you recognize me at
According to USA Today, Max Brooks’ World War Z: An Oral History of the Zombie War "Possesses more creativity and zip than entire crates of other new fiction titles. Think Mad Max meets The Hot Zone . . . Creepy but fascinating." Learn how to survive a zombie apocalypse from this former Saturday Night Live writer. Books for sale and signing.
No, really, I'll be representing the Zombie Prom Date Knitters! T shirt, Snot Hat...plus the posse!