I finally finished an apocalypse story. Not zombies. It seems I’m having to tag that on more often than I used to, but it’s ok. I always assume there are zombies lurking somewhere in a story even if they aren’t part of the narrative. I’m a little nervous about the story as it takes place in a place I will probably never be. No, not because it will implode but because I don’t see my life going in any direction that would take me in that direction. Granted, I’m sure they’re all nice. I’m just a wary flyer.