Two friends, backpacking across the Western Ghats, arrived by the early morning train at a small-town station. It was a day like none other. As the train curved through another of the moss-covered tunnels and emerged into the first rays of sunlight, they were embraced by a soft blanket of mist. It ran beside them, through the woods, and across the cabin, through the open window, like a mischievous ghost on wheels, making them laugh.
But when they disembarked, they were no longer laughing. No longer human. Much like the zombie-town that lay before them. In ruins under the mist.
Horror Addicts Episode# 127
How to Write a Book In Your Spare Time – StumbleUpon
Writing is a solitary act, but being a writer is not. We live in the Real World with everyone else, and our lives are just as full and noisy and chaotic as the next person’s. We have friends and family to care for and enjoy. We have day jobs (with meetings and emails and conference calls) and households to manage (via negotiation and sometimes bribery). We are subjected to the same onslaught of news, social media, and sundry other local and global communications as every other non-luddite member of this hyper-connected human race.
Phil Slattery, Writer, Publisher 