Once upon a time, in the hazy past of 2013, I was asked to write a zombie story. This happened to a lot of people at the time; in fact, by the point when my zombie story ended up between pages, the species had exceeded the carrying capacity of its habitat, resulting in a population crash and near-extinction. As a result my story was seen by few eyes.
Until now. In his ceaseless quest for reprints to run in The Dark, the highly perspicacious editor Sean Wallace rescued my zombie story from obscurity and gave it a habitat of its own – digital pages where it can run free and find the readers it craves.
Now you might wonder why I’m telling you this. How could readers of a bird blog possibly care about a zombie story, no matter how beloved the author and how overbearing the ecological metaphor?
You’ll have to read and find out, but here’s a hint: it’s called “The Fledglings of Time“.
Feature image courtesy of USFWS
I started to read your story in the morning with my first cup of coffee but then decided to keep it for later in the day. 🙂
Cool! Looking forward to reading it.
Just don’t read it after dark!
A remarkable story. More repulsive at first than scary (don’t read the first sentences while you eat or have your morning coffee), but especially – as is typical for your stories – a very unique take on the subject from an unusual perspective. Very well done, very well indeed.
I’ve read it a few times now. This is really good!