Wow! It’s been a few years of putting this together, and now we’re complete. It feels good.
This series started with an idea: what would a bunch of kung fu loving stoners do in a zombie apocalypse?
By the time I got to the third novel, there were Amish zealots, ancient conspiracies, villains becoming heroes, and heroes losing their innocence. Zombies became the most mundane part. The characters came to life in my mind. It became a story of friendship, love, and the mutual adoration of a substance that makes life a little better.
This was the series where I really found my writing chops. The people in the story went from one dimensional characters with funny one liners in High Water, to people struggling with real adversity in High Water: Low Point, to people struggling with the end of the world in Hang ‘Em High.
I’ve moved on to other book series at this point, but High Water will always be the story that launched my foray into literature. Zombie novels are a dime a dozen, but I think I made something special, and I’ll always be proud of it.
Thanks for your support, as always!