Indie Book Promo is happy to welcome Eric Johnson to the blog. He’s here to share about his book, Summer School Zombocalypse. If this book sounds like something you would be interested in reading, please find a buy link below and pick up a copy or two.
When a plane crashes onto the school yard and rescue attempts turn the first responders into zombies, Tom and his motley crew of grade-schoolers fight to find their way home. But home isn’t the safe haven they have been seeking. The zombies are everywhere. Tom leads his crew on a desperate search through the town for their parents. Horrors arise at every corner. Their search leads them back to school where they discover the awful truth- aliens are turning humans into zombies for food! Now finding their parents isn’t the most important thing they have to do. They have to save the world…
Summer School Zombocalypse can be purchased from Amazon
Eric Johnson lives in California. He is a stay at home dad (SAHD) of ten years and is happy he has the opportunity, despite the acronym. He owes his love of story to his children. After reading to them everyday he found that he liked to write stories too. He is an administrator for the Facebook writing group 10 Minute Novelists, a group featured in Writer’s Digest as the best for writers advice and is a former chef.
Tom’s dad turned their old pickup truck into the parking lot of Taylorville Middle school and stopped in the student drop off zone.
“Dude.” Blood flushed Tom’s cheeks. “I mean, Dad. Give me a chance. I’ll show you I can stay out of trouble.”
“What if I call you every half hour and let you know what I’m doing.”
“Really? Every half hour?”
“I will,” Tom said, as he crossed his arms and sank down into the seat. He stared out of the window to see how many other kids were stuck with going to summer school. A muscle spasmed in his neck and he looked over at his dad. “I can’t believe you’re making me do this. No one else is being punished this way. Come on, can’t I just be grounded?”
The clutch slipped and the truck jumped forward. His dad wrenched the steering wheel. “There is no negotiation. You’re very lucky that I went to high school with officer Rick, and the homeowner was willing not to press charges if we fixed the damage. Do I need to walk you to class?”