Posts Tagged ‘survivor’

CHINA2Book II: The Cascade Preppers 

Paperback: 252 pages

Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform (June 8, 2014)

Language: English

ISBN-10: 1500157244

Kindle: ASIN: B00KV27ZZA

The life of Graham and his newfound family (from The China Pandemic) continues. But life is anything but ordinary and mundane.

It is now winter in Graham’s camp, bringing bitter cold and snowy conditions. Without daily weather reports, snow falls unexpectedly. New skills have been acquired – such as ice fishing and tanning hides – along with new neighbors.

The Cascade Preppers just across the Skagit River escaped the onslaught of the pandemic by reaching their encampment before being exposed to the virus.

They are cautious neighbors. Just because they escaped the pandemic does not mean they are immune to it. Survivors of the pandemic are carriers of the virus.

Which means face-to-face contact with any of Graham’s camp is off-limits.

This does not preclude communication between the two camps. On the contrary, all are congenial when contact is restricted across the river or via radio.

When pandemonium breaks out with missing members of Graham’s camp – including Graham himself – as well as a fire at the Prepper camp, they realize they may need each other for survival.

Again, Shaw doesn’t pull any punches when it comes to the nasty side of survival in a world where even an old lady has gone mad. The kids in Graham’s camp are growing up more quickly than usual because they have to for their own survival.

Even the possibility of a pregnancy is a threat. Will the baby carry the virus? Will it survive full term? Would it reach adulthood? Should any pregnancy after the pandemic be aborted?

These questions were not issues before the pandemic but now must be posed in order to consider the survival of everyone.

It is especially gripping when everything begins happening at once: Disappearances, fires, potential threat of the virus entering the Prepper camp and a new arrival make for page-turning excitement.

The story itself could be a primer for survival: things necessary to stock up on, skills lost in this technological society that may come in handy should disaster strike, how to hunt wild game, all skills that may one day be re-established to ensure survival of man (and woman) kind.

Invest in this series. You may learn something that will one day keep you alive.

Another good read by A.R. Shaw.

Visit A.R. Shaw’s website 

Or purchase The Cascade Preppers here

Pen has self-published 20 titles in print and e-book formats. Her latest endeavor, Nero’s Fiddle, is a fictitious account of an EMP attack on the United States with women heroes. Visit Nero’s Fiddle website follow her on Twitter @penspen or visit her website at www.penspen.info 


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CHINABook I: The China Pandemic

Author: A.R. Shaw

Paperback: 278 pages

Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform (December 4, 2013)

ISBN-10: 1494368552

Kindle: ASIN: B00H06NGFS

Apocalyptic scenarios come in all shapes and sizes and a variety of dynamics.

The story of The China Pandemic opens with Hyun-Ok searching for a guardian for her five-year-old son, Bang. Hyun-Ok has already lost the rest of her family to a strain of the H5N1 virus accidentally unleashed by the Chinese. She herself is dying from the virus and must find someone to care for her son.

She chooses Graham who seems the most stable of those left in town.

But Graham has also lost his family, most notably his wife Nelly and their unborn child. When Hyun-Ok approaches him, he has just lost the final member of his family; his father. But he reluctantly agrees to care for the young boy.

Only about two percent of the world’s population survives. Those survivors are now carriers of the deadly virus. As survivors, Graham and Bang are carriers of the virus.

As the dangers in the town where he lives continue to grow, Graham feels it would be safest to reach his family cabin on the Skagit River.

He and the boy – named Bang – are off to a rocky start. They pick up twins Macy and Marcy, and a German Shepherd police dog names Sheriff, along the way. When they reach the cabin they find it already inhabited by Tala, a Native American woman suffering a miscarriage, and an old black man named Ennis.

I will leave the premise there so as not to divulge too much.

If you think this is like Stephen King’s The Stand, think again. The Stand has a degree of mysticism: people compelled to meet an old black woman in the middle of nowhere for no reason any of them could fathom.

There is no mysticism here. But there is plenty of stark reality.

On the upside (if there is one) of a pandemic is all the electricity, water and cars still work. Until a human is required to flip any switches to keep the electricity and water running.

Shaw depicts reality with compassion while still gripping the reader with fear. In any post-apocalyptic situation, crazies run amuck and Shaw doesn’t pull any punches with the dangers lying in wait for those unprepared.

Her characters are vivid; most people could relate to them as they each recover from their losses and go about building a new family. Achieving a degree of normalcy after such an event is a day-by-day trial and error experience. They work and learn together how to survive.

If you read closely, you could learn what is needed to survive just about any apocalypse.

There are errors, but the story is compelling and well-written. This book is a good read and well worth it.

Visit A.R. Shaw’s website 

Purchase The China Pandemic here 

Pen has self-published 20 titles in print and e-book formats. Her latest endeavor, Nero’s Fiddle, is a fictitious account of an EMP attack on the United States with women heroes. Visit Nero’s Fiddle website follow her on Twitter @penspen or visit her website at www.penspen.info 

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You can’t be brave if you’ve only had wonderful things happen to you.

— Mary Tyler Moore


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By Pen

She’s just as beautiful in a ponytail and blue jeans as she is dressed to do the town.

She can stand on the brink of self-discovery, and she can pull herself back from the edge of self-destruction.

She is a survivor.

She is a child. She delights in rainbows and butterflies; horses and puppies; bubbles, balloons and snowflakes; the flight of a tern as it takes wing over the water of a still morning lake.

She can spend hours dreaming of the things she would like to do and be, but not one minute wishing away for a life that might have been.

She is strong. She is soft. Within her strength lies her tenderness and her softness harbors her determination.

She is a demon when something touches that spark within that ignites the flame of her sense of anger and injustice.

She is wild. She is untamed. She is infectious.

She can even be addictive.

It doesn’t matter how worldly or how knowledgeable she seems, in her innermost heart there lies the purity of innocence and her faith and belief in the basic good of other people. And that heart beats fiercely and passionately, driven by desire.

She is willful. She is stubborn. She is tender. She is shy.

Her dreams fly upon gossamer wings, knowing full well that dreams can be broken, but knowing just as well the beauty of the birth of new dreams.

She grieves for the state of the world, yet finds wonder in the world that surrounds her.

To look upon her face, to have those eyes turn, gazing in wonder and astonishment at the world around her, to look at you with that gaze; doesn’t that touch something within you in a place so deep that there is no name for it, no map that can charter it?

For all the praise that could be lavished upon her, she won’t be placed upon a pedestal. To be lovingly admired just isn’t her style. To be appreciated, yes. Spoiled, even. But she wants to know that she is real. Not a fragile, porcelain doll. More like Raggedy Ann; a doll made for holding and cuddling, made to withstand the rugged handling that love so richly bestows along with the tenderness that accompanies the handling.

And doesn’t it illicit a desire within you to touch her? To claim her? To reach her in a way and in a place where she’s never been reached before? That nameless place hidden somewhere within the very soul of her that she may not even be aware of its existence.

She expects respect and expects to earn it. Likewise, it is not something she gives freely.

Walk with her. Talk with her. Hold her hand. Touch her cheek. She is incredibly human.

Her love for life is astonishing in its simplicity.

Her love for you is even more astonishing in its complexity.

She is compelling. She is complicated.

But she prefers the term “multi-faceted.”

She is majestic. She is humble.

She makes no pretense to perfection. To expect perfection in an imperfect world is folly, but she strives to be the best she can be and expects no less from those she meets.

Those who underestimate her find themselves awestruck by her unexpectedness. Those who take her for granted are left behind in the dust of her victories.

Somewhere, somewhere between her childlike wonder, her innocence and her adult reasoning, there is a woman waiting to be discovered.

And there’s something there that is worth taking a lifetime to discover. To love a small part of her or only one aspect of her, is to deny the euphoria of knowing the woman as a whole in all of her unique diversities, in all of her triumphs and foibles, wisdoms, depths and knowledge.

All of these diverse qualities do not belong to just one woman. They are a part of all women. They are the strands of a cobweb; they are what make each woman unique and individual and beautiful and yet these strands are strong enough to bind us together as sisters.

So, when you ask her who she is, and she responds, “I’m just a woman,” what she is really saying is, “I am so much more.”


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