Thank you, Teleport, for having me. I’m happy to announce the 2nd installment of The Med School Series is now live on Amazombie, etc.
Why write about medical school? What many don’t realize is that this series is based on true events and people. Working in a college library, I see a lot of oddball things and now you can too!
Why write about zombies? What many don’t realize is they could be true. The myths and legends of any culture are based on the observations and reaction of their peoples. Or so says the anthropologists. Personally, if you see a zombie in the library, I recommend grabbing one of the really big reference books!
Now on to The Med School Series!
You don’t have to be a medical student to know the dead don’t walk. Anyone who’s buried a pet in the backyard knows they don’t even lurch. Which is not helping Giovanni on his adventures through med school! Join him over 8 semesters in this new series of YA/NA novellas for a whole new take on B-movie monsters.
Giovanni Goes To Med School — Working the night-shift in the morgue was supposed to be a chance to study in peace and quiet. At least until Giovanni’s dead patient sat up and started fussing at him! Now he’s got to convince her she’s dead or convince an unbelieving medical community to take action, so he can get back to learning about the dead – not the undead!
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“But you died!” Giovanni clapped his hand over his mouth even as he heard the words leave in an anguished wail.
“I most certainly did not!” Mrs. Harris thumped both hands down on the table. Giovanni supposed she was trying to stand, and she actually got to a wobbly upright, but then her eyes widened as she reeled around like a child’s top.
Giovanni realize Mrs. Harris wasn’t just tangled up in the mortuary linens, but that the changes from death starting in her body were making it impossible for her to balance. He dove for her as she keeled over, but Mrs. Harris didn’t appear to understand the situation.
“Get off, get off, get off!” she shrieked and flailed at him with her swollen, bloated hands. “I am not dead! Let go!”
“No, no, we resuscitated you!” Giovanni screamed back, trying to dodge blows and keep from falling at the same time. Mrs. Harris was landing some pretty good wallops. One caught him on the side of the head and left him on his knees, his ear ringing.
Rufus barked and romped around the two as they tangled on the floor, making enough noise to raise the dead even if the dead in question wasn’t already pulling herself over to the door.
“You just wait, young man,” Mrs. Harris called back over her shoulder, her eyes still not turning toward him but staring in the direction she was determined to go. “When I tell everyone what’s happened, you’ll be lucky to keep your job!”
Giovanni panicked and grabbed for the most familiar thing on the desk in front of him. He didn’t even realize he’d swung until he heard the crack of Mrs. Harris’ skull and saw her body slump to the ground. Looking down, he saw that he’d picked up his thick, hardbound anatomy book.
“God, I paid nearly a hundred bucks for this,” he said out loud and slid to the floor, one hand pressed against his eyes, the other clutching the book.
Giovanni Meets A Coven — Having successfully dealt with his first zombie, Giovanni is looking forward to the upcoming semester. Then the accidents start, costing Giovanni not one, but two jobs and no end of embarrassment, not to mention multiple contusions and abrasions! Is it just bad luck or is the curse of the zombie out to get him? And which of the voodoo queens suddenly surrounding him can he trust to help out?
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“We’re going to call on the loas ourselves,” Mama Nene responded firmly. “I’m going to call my loa, Aizan.” She nodded at the snake. “Aizan is Legba’s wife. She punishes those who have made mistakes so they can learn. Your friend will come to no harm, but if she is taking advantage of someone innocent or weak, if she has called up evil, then she must be punished. Aizan will purify this place and send the evil away.”
Matias put a hand out to stop Giovanni from more questions. “We really appreciate your doing this.”
Mama Nene raised one eyebrow. Her lips twisted in a smile that had to be as scary as any evil. “Oh, you’re going to help me.”
Matias swallowed hard. “But I don’t know how to do voodoo!” Giovanni nodded eager agreement.
“I can ask Aizan for help, but you have to help yourself,” Mama Nene told them firmly.
“I’m not here to do your work for you. I will help you, but you have to try first.”
“What are we going to do?” The priestess struggled to her feet, clasping the heavy snake to her chest to keep it from escaping. “We don’t have the congregation. We haven’t prepared a rite. How will we do the regleman?”
Mama Nene shook off Daniel who still held her elbow and pulled herself upright. She regarded Giovanni, but her words were directed at the priestess. “We’re going to do a rite he can understand. We’re going to use what we have.”
“It won’t be proper regleman!” the priestess almost wailed.
“That’s in Haiti,” Mama Nene repeated. She cast a sympathetic glance in the priestess’ direction. “Here every mambo is the head of their own house. We’re going to make do with what we got.”
The priestess looked around, bewildered. “What would that be exactly?”
Mama Nene surveyed the room in apparent satisfaction. “A Baptist deacon, a couple of med students, and a dog.”
Rufus barked and scrabbled to his feet, tail thumping happily. The priestess sighed. “Wonderful.”
About the Author – Kathy Bryson knew she wanted to be a writer when she finished reading through her school and local children’s libraries. She honed her writing skills on marketing brochures, websites, and several unfinished manuscripts before going into teaching and finishing award-winning books that shamelessly exploit her coworkers. You just thought I made this stuff up!
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