/lit/ - Literature

At this point it's clear finding something zombie realted worth reading will be about as hard as finding an original fantasy novel. That means really reading blurbs... And I hate reading blurbs.
Next up - The Last Mailman: Neither Rain, Nor Sleet, Nor Zombies by Kevin J. Burke. Again the premise is interesting. Our Mailman sets forth from the safe zones into the zombie infested wasteland to bring back personal items and when possible closure (usually by a headshot) to the grieveing families back in safe zones. The novel dores try to impress upon us the gravitas of this kind of work and just how damaged the Mailman is. That is until him or any other character opens his or her mouth. Everyone, and I mean everyone, mand or women, talks like a New Yorker. It's so jarring, so out of place, it basically kills the novel dead.
Best to be avoided.