Web site designers will tell you not to mix unrelated things together.
I never was very good at doing what others tell me to. So, in addition to the pots,
I'm very proud to announce the release of Consolidation, my debut series of novels.
This series is a story about survival in the aftermath of a global pandemic. What happens to the people who are left behind, when everyone else bugs out? What about the ones who have nowhere to go? Who cleans up the mess? How do they rebuild, right in the middle of their own personal ground zero? How do people create order out of chaos?
Everyone always assumed the apocalypse would happen in a day, an hour, a minute. No one ever thought it would take weeks. The Superflu was slow and lethal. It incubated for weeks. It spread around the entire world before anyone even knew. Some people were immune. Some people recovered. But the rest of humanity? In the end, it killed 97% of them.
Maggie Shearin is not a prepper. She does not have a hidden cabin in the mountains. She does not have a huge cache of supplies. When she awakens from her fever, society is evaporating around her. Grief stricken, struggling to just keep moving, Maggie scrambles to survive. Join Maggie on her journey to reclaim a sense of purpose in an almost empty world. Life is worth living, and friends make it all worthwhile.
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Pit bull, rescued from the mean streets of Chandler. Loves long walks and chasing trucks, bikes, skateboards, scooters, rollerblades, and anything else with wheels. Has major "daddy issues."
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