Zombieholics Anonymous

Where there are never enough steps to help us all…




Hello, my name is Julianne and I am a Zombieholic.

(Hears the chorus of other Zombieholics in the room chanting “Welcome Julianne”)

It’s been way to long since I stood in front of you all and just talked. I’ll admit it, I love zombies. Everything about them. Admittedly, I wouldn’t want to meet one in a dark alley without some sort of weapon on me, but that’s for a different post.

So why did I start Zombieholics Anonymous? I wanted a place for others who can’t get enough of the genre to come together and share their experiences. If you’re a writer, it could be a place to share your work, and a place for the readers to connect with you. A place for everyone to discuss the different elements that exist within the genre and for you to declare, in front of the world what your favourites are.

Me? I love the original Night of the Living Dead. I think Romero had a lot to say with that film and while it was released 10 years before I was born, it speaks to me. I saw it when I was 6 and it opened up a whole new world – one that I am proud to call myself a part of. I write in the genre and currently have two books released. I run a very successful website that jump started my series and publish pieces of flash fiction each and every week. Zombies have been good to me and I’m not ashamed to say it.

So join a meeting, tell the rest of the community about your addiction. We’re all in this together. One shambling step at a time!


Julianne’s Monday Meeting: Why?

Hello, my name is Julianne and I am a Zombieholic.

(Hears the chorus of other Zombieholics in the room chanting “Welcome Julianne”)

I’ve been asked by a few people in my life why I love zombies so much. To me the answer seems simple, but I can see why others may question it. Look at the subject matter – decaying husks that were once the family and friends of people in the world. Who could love that? But I think one needs to look deeper.

Sure zombies gross and at times terrifying, but you need to look at what they once were, who they once were. Us. That’s terrifying and if you can’t see that, I think there might be something fundamentally wrong with you.

And I’m not taking that stance lightly either. Forget for a moment the different aspects of media we’ve been exposed to: books, movies, games, graphic novels, etc. Put yourself into a situation where you’re in a world with actual zombies.

Many say that will never happen, but what do we truly know? Perhaps it really is the future? So imagine yourself there, fighting tooth and nail for survival. Could you do it?

Could you kill a loved one if that meant your own survival?

I wrestle with that often. I look at my family and friends and wonder if the thoughts of who they once were would run through my mind as I stared them in their grotesque little undead faces. Would I pause? Would I hesitate in delivering the final blow? Would I leave one of them behind in order to escape?

I can’t answer those questions because it hasn’t happened yet and that’s what scares me. I’ve seen responses from people who maintain they’d have no issues dispatching those who they once loved, but I question that resolve. I’m not calling it a lie outright, they very well may be able to put a bullet through the head of what was once their child. What I am saying is that how can one truly know until they’re in that situation, holding a gun in one hand and trying to fend off a loved one with the other. Surely you can all agree there would be a war waging within each of us.

So that’s the thought I will leave you with today. Would you be able to do it?

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