Kindle Edition, 70 pages
Published March 23rd, 2016 by Kathy Bryson Books
“Everyone knows zombies aren’t real, no matter how fun. You don’t have to be a med student to know the dead do not get up and walk around in real life. Anyone who’s buried a pet in the backyard knows the dead don’t walk. They don’t even lurch.
So Giovanni is stunned when his patient sits up in the morgue and starts scolding. The night-shift was supposed to be a relief, a chance to study in quiet and off-set ridiculous student loans. Babysitting a huge dog and a dead voodoo mambo were not part of the plan. Now he’s got to convince an unbelieving medical community to take action, so he can get back to learning about the dead – not the undead!“
This was a fun little story! It doesn’t involve zombies as in mindless flesh-eating creatures The Walking Dead-style but more of a ‘Oops, I died, came back to life and have no idea I’m dead yet (apart from the fact that I’m decomposing for some reason)’-zombie. There’s plenty of humour in this one, but don’t be mistaken; I still got goosebumps a couple of times due to the creepy vibes.
The writing was good. I kept wondering what was going on exactly and if somehow, Giovanni wasn’t going to wake up at some point and realise it was all just some silly nightmare (and maybe he does in the end, who knows hmm?). The whole layer of mystique felt very much like The Twilight Zone or a David Lynch movie.
One thing I didn’t like was that we never really get an answer to what’s going on exactly, and why, and how are all these people involved??! Basically, that’s the same as with a David Lynch movie again, except it’s less frustrating for me with images somehow.
Another aspect I didn’t like was Giovanni’s character. He’s the protagonist, so it would’ve been nicer had I liked him more. He just seemed like one of the kind of careless assholes I dated a long time ago. Maybe it’s because he got annoyed with the dog so often. I mean, he’s babysitting a huge dog, Rufus, and huge dogs really float my boat. Gio’s not a total dipshit, though, because he does take care of Rufus and takes him along pretty much everywhere he goes, but meh, his reactions just don’t make him seem like a truly friendly person.
Needless to say, I loved the slobbering bits
and the little old lady who turned out to be quite the troublemaker.
(I know Rufus is a mastiff and this is a picture of a Newfoundlander but it’s the thought that counts right?)
I can recommend this as a quick fun read, yet I do hope things will be explained a bit more in the second novella perhaps? I’m giving this one three brownies, meaning I liked it.
A big thank you to Kathy Bryson for providing me with a copy of her book in exchange for an honest opinion!
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