Previously on How the West Was Zombed…
Miss Bonnie and her new werewolf friend, the young amateur werewolf Miles ran to the church with evil werewolf Becker in hot pursuit.
Miss Bonnie shot him with a silver bullet, but Becker kept running and running…until he collapsed on top of Blake, crushing him to death instantly.
But that was ok because Blake was an epic douche. One of those guys who is always quick to point out how everyone else is wrong but never has a suggestion to offer himself.
By the way – I meant these drawings as a joke. Sometimes jokes don’t always land and I worry maybe my 3.5 readers thought that I thought I was a great artist or something.
Nope. It was all done sarcastically.
Fear not. If I finish this I’ll enlist the help of 99Designs or some other reputable artist for a book cover.
I can’t believe we live in a time when it is relatively easy to find someone to draw a book cover.
Anyway, it is time for more chapters of this masterpiece.
Hey 3.5 Readers.
BQB here. As you all know, I’m a perfectionist. I need everything to be one-hundred percent genuine.
If you read Chapter 64 and Chapter 65 of my Zombie Western novel, you know that Becker, a damn werewolf, charged at Miss Bonnie.
In turn, Miss Bonnie shot Becker in the head with a silver tipped bullet.
Slade opened the front door to the church, pulled Miss Bonnie out of the way in the nick of time, but alas, Blake was not so lucky.
In the last few moments of his life, Becker kept running, only to fall and crush Blake under his massive werewolf weight.
But that’s ok because Blake was a douche.
There was a lot of science involved in this scene. Newton’s laws of gravity and such. I needed to sketch it out to see if it all worked on paper and low and behold, it…
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