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Chuck Wendig Launch Party for Blackbirds in Redondo Beach

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Tuesday, April 24, 2012 - 7:30pm to 8:30pm

Chuck Wendig has described himself as equal parts novelist, screenwriter and game designer. In the course of his career, Wendig has contributed over two million words to the game industry, including “Hunter: The Vigil.” With gamer-cred like that, it’s no wonder Blackbirds, Wendig’s second novel, is a tense and action packed terror ride. When we offered to release 100 blackbirds in honor of the launch of Blackbirds, Wendig reminded us of the mess that could accompany a spectacle such as that …we thank him.

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ISBN: 9780857662309
Availability: Hard to Find
Published: Angry Robot - April 24th, 2012

Miriam Black knows when you will die.

Still in her early twenties, she's foreseen hundreds of car crashes, heart attacks, strokes, suicides, and slow deaths by cancer. But when Miriam hitches a ride with truck driver Louis Darling and shakes his hand, she sees that in thirty days Louis will be gruesomely murdered while he calls her name.

Miriam has given up trying to save people; that only makes their deaths happen. But Louis will die because he met her, and she will be the next victim. No matter what she does she can't save Louis. But if she wants to stay alive, she'll have to try.

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ISBN: 9781907992414
Availability: Out of Print
Published: Abaddon Books - November 15th, 2011

Coburn’s been dead now for close to a century, but seeing as how he’s a vampire and all, it doesn’t much bother him. Or at least it didn’t, not until he awoke from a forced five-year slumber to discover that most of human civilization was now dead—but not dead like him, oh no.
See, Coburn likes blood. The rest of the walking dead, they like brains. He’s smart. Them, not so much. But they outnumber him by about a million to one. And the clotted blood of the walking dead cannot sustain him. Now he’s starving. And nocturnal. And more pissed-off than a bee-stung rattlesnake. The vampire not only has to find human survivors (with their sweet, sweet blood), but now he has to transition from predator to protector—after all, a man has to look after his food supply.