I was proofing a work that I am getting ready for relaunch. It’s a zombie story, one of the first I wrote. I came across this line and I had to smile. I am still proud of this bit of main character internal monologue.

Music was the “B” side of the human condition, a touch of the divine, a telling reminder that the ugliness of humanity was not the whole story.


They have all just come through some harrowing circumstances and are taking a breather before the final push into the third act. The characters stop in a record store, yeah, I wrote this awhile ago. I think record stores were still a thing then. They are each getting some tunes for the road. The main character is struck by the fact that all the people who made all the music are dead or zombies. She wonders how long it will be before another generation arises that can make such music again.

Lamenting, she realizes it will be a very long time.

Anyway, really love that line, proud of it. It’s how I feel. And I think it’s true.

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Philip A. McClimon is an author who likes to write about the end of the world (post apocalyptic, Sci/Fi), mostly because he thinks the shopping would be awesome (No crowds, everything free). He likes heroes that are the strong, silent type and not necessarily male. By silent he means up until the time there is something snarky to say, usually before, during, and after doing something cool. He writes Urban Fantasy under the name Billy Baltimore for no other reason than that he likes the name. Many of the same rules for his other stories apply to Billy’s, strong silent types, smart mouth, does cool stuff, but these stories take place in a made up town called Hemisphere and involve stuff you only ever hear about on late night conspiracy talk show podcasts, which are, if you think about it, pretty awesome too. So, that’s Phil. He’s not strong, rarely silent, and isn’t known for doing a lot of cool things. But his characters are.