Review: Deadheading

Deadheading by Paul Cristo
Post-Apocalyptic
 
A bizarre sickness is infecting the planet, turning its victims into contorted piles of flesh. Lewis barely notices though, rarely looking up from his number-crunching job and voracious appetite for streaming entertainment. But his life changes forever after waking up one morning to find the world’s population eradicated. Stranded without food or water, he’s forced to use ingenuity to survive, foraging resources from the desolate city around him.
Until he discovers he’s not alone.
Lewis’s new life is threatened by a violent gang of gun-wielding scavengers. He learns these men are harvesting survivors, inflicting slavery and torture for a horrifying purpose.
Outmanned and outgunned, Lewis and some newfound friends must band together, employing their collective wit and cunning against a deadly foe to avoid being killed. Or worse… captured.
DEADHEADING is a post-apocalyptic journey of survival, ingenuity, and a dollop of vengeance.

5 out of 5
Deadheading has the most realistic ‘hero’ in any post-apocalyptic book I’ve read.  Let’s be honest, as much as we’d like to think we’d all be the bad-ass in a post-apocalyptic situation, a good portion of us would end up being like Lewis. Although absolutely chilling to read during COVID-19, this was an absolutely brilliant (and painfully believable) tale of survival and a peek into what life as just an ordinary person might be like when the world as we know it ends.
Where to buy:Amazon
Add to your TBR list:Goodreads
About the Author:My earliest memories are of my parents telling me bedtime stories. Even before I could speak, I was drawn to a well-spun yarn. Who of us isn’t? Goldilocks and the Three Bears can be absolutely riveting if told properly, which probably is why, much to the chagrin of my parents, I demanded to hear it every night before bed. Every single night.
I eventually grew out of bedtime stories and moved from my hometown Tulsa to spend my formative years in Phoenix. Music became my focus, leading me to music school at Berklee College and freezing my ass off for three and a half years. Following an intense period of study and a steady diet of 2am pizza, I moved to Los Angeles to pursue a career as a film composer. Two decades went by before I began to miss story time.
My day job put me in close proximity to some wonderful storytellers, which got my wheels turning. Though telling a story through music can be powerful and rewarding, a part of me wanted to capture whatever magical pixie dust my parents sprinkled onto their storytelling. At first, it felt presumptuous, even imposterous to think I might produce words worth reading. But then an idea struck, and I impulsively leapt from my MIDI keyboard to a QWERTY keyboard.
I can’t claim anything I write will deliver the same enchantment as my parents’ millionth recounting of Goldilocks and the Three Bears, but, hey, it’s about the journey isn’t it?
You can find out more about me and my books on my website.
You can also email me at paulcristo@gmail.com

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