Showing posts with label postcard fiction. Show all posts
Showing posts with label postcard fiction. Show all posts

Monday, November 9, 2020

Zombie Postcard Fiction: As Seen on TV

 
"There's nothing to eat!"

"Go collect some bugs."

"We can't eat bugs!"

"Yes.  We can."

"No way!"

"I saw it on TV."

"Your shows suck!"

 

Photo by fir0002, GFDL 1.2 <http://www.gnu.org/licenses/old-licenses/fdl-1.2.html>, via Wikimedia Commons 

 

Saturday, October 24, 2020

Zombie Postcard Fiction: The Horde is Here!

"What about grandma's china?"

"Leave it."

"What about the photo albums?"

"There's no time."

"The cat is hiding."

"Leave her and get in the car!"

 
Photo by Leo de Vos from id., The Netherlands, 
CC BY-SA 2.0 <https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/2.0>,
 via Wikimedia Commons

 

 


Monday, September 14, 2020

Zombie Postcard Fiction: The Lost Bookmarks

Without electricity and internet, we lost all our useful bookmarks.  All those "how to" videos on youtube were suddenly gone.  We don't know anything anymore.


Photo by Игорь Орлов / CC BY (https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/3.0)



Sunday, August 23, 2020

Zombie Postcard Fiction: What Police?

  "You called the police, right?"
  "Yes, Mom."
  "When will they be here to deal with the dead?"
  "Never."
  ''What?"
  "There are no more police mom."


Badge Photo by Emu125 / CC BY-SA
(https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/4.0)


Sunday, August 16, 2020

Zombie Postcard Fiction: Another wet wipe!

"Before they went dead, the news said they have to bite you to infect."
"But, he drooled on me."
"No bite though?"
"No.  Just hand me another wet wipe."
"We're all out."

Photo by Carl Campbell / CC BY-SA (https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/2.0)



Saturday, July 11, 2020

Postcard Fiction: Stay Inside

  "Don't go out there!"
"I don't see them."
"They're still out there."
"We can't stay."
"They'll kill you."
"I'll be careful."
"They eat careful people."





Tuesday, June 16, 2020

Zombie Postcard Fiction: Beans, Beans, Beans

Guns, ammo, and bottled water;  it's all good to have.  But, if I ever go through a zombie apocalypse again, I'm not stockpiling baked beans!

Can of Baked Beans - photo by Linda Spashett Storye book / CC BY (https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.5)

Zombie Cinquain Poem: The Quiet

No planes No trains or trucks No cars or highway roar Just the still of night, moans, screams, and gunshots! For you writers and poets out t...