Yes, my friends, that is that.
And call me conceited, but that fact of the matter is that I spent over three months working on this thing. So I feel that there are a few things that I have to say. I hope this doesn't ruin it for anybody.
Grammar: my grammar suuuuuuuuuuuuuuucks. I've told this to two or three of you, but there it is. It was one of my worst subjects in school. Now I don't mean simple crap like "your" and "you're"—those kinds of mistakes are ones I missed pure and simple, and ones I have tried to go back and fix. But whenever someone tries to explain to me what the fuck a prepositional phrase is I just wanna punch them. Hell, there might be grammar mistakes in this paragraph and I wouldn't know it. I think I'm a pretty decent storyteller, but only a mediocre author at best.
The bandits and religious crazies: if any of you were wondering why you felt that it was The End after the fight with the bandits, that's because it originally was supposed to be that way. Immediately after that I wrote out a chapter with Marge giving birth. But then the idea of an ultra religious community came to mind. Despite myself I kept on thinking about what would happen. Eventually I typed it all down. And before I knew it I extended my story quite a bit.
Everything after that was pretty much written on the fly, as I thought of a good way to end the story. And it's because of that that I leave myself wishing that I had done a better job writing these last chapters.
Jules: ah, yes, Jules. The Facebook chat was originally supposed to be her only appearance. Afterwards, though, I considered having her turn up as one of the people that the bandits took as slaves. I scrapped that idea because it over complicated things and I didn't feel like making room for it. Then as I wrote out the religious town chapters, it came to mind that the people that didn't like it there needed a face. Enter Jules. I decided to officially bring her back from the dead.
World War Z: yes, I have referenced it a few times, especially with that "Quisling". If a zombie apocalypse happened in real life why wouldn't people refer to that book just as much as Romero? When I read that it made shit seem so real, that a person going mad enough to think he or she was a zombie made sense to me. In fact, it's because of that book that I spent a short period of time obsessing over zombies, and started coming up with this story.
The only problem I have with it is that in that book the zombies are slow, which I know is the traditional way they move. So, obviously, I didn't follow those rules. It might have made sense in the Zombie Survival Guide when it explained why they are that way, but I cannot believe that a bunch of slow, stumbling zombies can take over the world (please don't kill me!). They'd be easily put down as soon as people figured out how dangerous they are. A running zombie, on the other hand, has more potential for destruction.
All the same World War Z by Max Brooks is a damn fine read and I highly recommend it (although I can't imagine that anyone on a zombie fanfic page hasn't read it already).
Well, that's pretty much all I wanted to say for now.
Until next time (if there is one), Bucking Reg