Dave Rowlands
Bio
Author and Creator of Anno Zombus, but don't let that worry you; I write more than just zombie stories.
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Baby's Hope
Baby wasn’t sure how she and her friend had become separated from Postie and his wagon, there had been a blur of action as a large group of bandits had attacked. The resulting noise had attracted a large number of Dead and though they’d beaten back the bandits, they’d had to run from the Dead with the intention of swinging back to return for the wagons, filled as they were with deliveries for communities as far North as North went.
By Dave Rowlandsa day ago in Horror
Freedom, at long last!
I had a troubled youth. That is the only safe way to express that. Shortly after I turned 15 we moved into a house that we had to share with another human. I use the term 'human' lightly, as this particular person would constantly make all of my friends uncomfortable, particularly those of the feminine variety (I've had issues with trusting males my entire life). This 'human' worked as a security guard, as well, and had access to firearms.
By Dave Rowlandsabout a month ago in Chapters
- Top Story - September 2023
My First AttemptTop Story - September 2023
When I was 17 I decided that I'd start writing a fantasy novel. Seems reasonable, right? Did to me at the time, too. I knew absolutely nothing about writing a book, so I simply took up a notebook and a pen and began scribbling. I wrote seven pages in that feverish first session, and figured upon reading that it was good enough (it wasn't, by a long shot!) and that I enjoyed it enough (this, however, completely fair and reasonable) to continue.
By Dave Rowlandsabout a month ago in Writers
One Story to Rule Them All...
When I was a young boy, my only means of escape from the horrors and sheer boredom of the real world were books. I would read just about everything I could get my hands on, starting with The Hitch-hikers Guide to the Galaxy at 5, moving on to Dune at around 7 or 8. I was 10 when I stole my older brother's copy of Lord of the Rings, a tattered, dog-eared tome containing the entirety of the trilogy in the one volume.
By Dave Rowlandsabout a month ago in BookClub
The Jaws of Summer
In 1975, a little known budding director named Steven Spielburg made a film based on a book about a shark. Terrifying audiences, it spawned a bunch of sequels of varying quality. It also altered the landscape of cinema forever. The summer blockbuster had been birthed from the exploding shark's remains.
By Dave Rowlandsabout a month ago in Critique
A Conspiracy of Clowns
A Conspiracy of Clowns Synopsis: A Conspiracy of Clowns takes the basic premise of the 80s sci-fi classics such as ‘They Live’ and ‘V’, only, rather than extraterrestrial lizards in a human skinsuit trying to suck our planet dry of resources while brainwashing and indoctrinating everybody to fight in their Leader’s wars, it is interdimensional clowns under a holographic shroud that have come to siphon away all of our emotions, beginning with joy and happiness. They infiltrate all walks of life, from world leaders all the way down to doctors, nurses, police. Garbage disposal personnel. Teachers. The media. The Clowns are everywhere. There is no way to stop them. They are all-pervasive, they have infiltrated every level of civilian and government life in every country on Earth.
By Dave Rowlands3 months ago in Humor
Flight of the Living Dead
I have always hated flying. This flight is no exception. My third for the week. My entire life, it seems, is nothing but flying from one place to the next, spending a good half of my life on aeroplanes such as this one. Glancing out over the wing, I saw clouds until a rude hand came from behind to shove my window closed. I opened it again, only to have the person sat behind me try to close it once more. This time, I was ready. I gripped the arm as it passed my face.
By Dave Rowlands6 months ago in Horror
The Man in the Mirror
The mirror showed a reflection that wasn’t my own. It was, yet it wasn’t. At first it was nothing serious, nothing to worry about. Just a flicker of an eyelid, barely noticeable in the beginning. Was it my eyelid flickering, or the reflection? Hard to tell. The strange feeling that the mirror was watching me was what had prompted me to make the purchase, naturally. I’ve always leaned towards the odd, the strange. The unfamiliar. This mirror, with its slightly brighter-than-the-real-world colouring, had fit the bill nicely. A neighbour’s yard sale had brought me out from the depths of my home, investigating the refuse of someone else’s life like some kind of garbage-fossicking wild beast.
By Dave Rowlands6 months ago in Horror
