Editors’ Retrospective

After the ApocalypseA pandemic survival storySeason four, Episode four – “A Fool’s Errand”...It was a grey day without rain.A slight wind ruffled the trees.Heavy gray clouds pressed down on the river valley. Even without the rain, the atmospheric pressure drained color from the surrounding forest and made it feel like they were driving through an evil forest tunnel, like something from a Grimms Fairy Tale or a Tolkien saga. ...Website -> http://www.oldmanapocalypse.com Buy me Coffee -> https://www.buymeacoffee.com/cyktrussellSubscribe page on Acast -> https://plus.acast.com/s/after-the-apocalypsePodcast on Acast -> https://shows.acast.com/after-the-apocalypseFacebook group -> https://www.facebook.com/groups/oldmanapocalypsePatreon to support the show -> https://www.patreon.com/AftertheApocalypseKindle Vella Story -> https://www.amazon.com/kindle-vella/story/B09LTRC8RHMerch Store -> https://www.teepublic.com/stores/after-the-apocalypse Twitter -> cyktrussell@twitter.comEmail List -> https://acast.us14.list-manage.com/subscribe?u=a02fed2a783fcc887760255a9&id=e15419e7behttps://fundraisers.hakuapp.com/christopher-russell Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

23 Syys 202333min

After the ApocalypseA pandemic survival storySeason four, Episode three – “Purpose”…It was a warm day, but it was cool in the shade. He sat in a grotto behind the campus infirmary. A light breeze swayed the hanging branches of a large Weeping Willow tree. The dancing greenery filtered the sunlight into splashes of illumination on the patio and long grass. It smelled like summer. Bill the dog lay on his back in the grass, in a patch of sun, with his legs splayed, head to one side, tongue lolling, snoring softly - no cares in the world. The old man watched the movement of the willow from his chair in the dappled shade. The flecks of sunlight caused him to squint when the kaleidoscope sun broke through the shifting of the draped branches....Website -> http://www.oldmanapocalypse.com Buy me Coffee -> https://www.buymeacoffee.com/cyktrussellSubscribe page on Acast -> https://plus.acast.com/s/after-the-apocalypsePodcast on Acast -> https://shows.acast.com/after-the-apocalypseFacebook group -> https://www.facebook.com/groups/oldmanapocalypsePatreon to support the show -> https://www.patreon.com/AftertheApocalypseKindle Vella Story -> https://www.amazon.com/kindle-vella/story/B09LTRC8RHMerch Store -> https://www.teepublic.com/stores/after-the-apocalypse Twitter -> cyktrussell@twitter.comEmail List -> https://acast.us14.list-manage.com/subscribe?u=a02fed2a783fcc887760255a9&id=e15419e7behttps://fundraisers.hakuapp.com/christopher-russell Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

8 Syys 202336min

After the ApocalypseA pandemic survival storySeason four, Episode two – “Vestiges” ...The brake lights on the lead vehicle flashed bright red. Brent was pulled from his doze by the grab of the seatbelt. He slid his hands down his thighs smoothing the creases of his khaki pants the best he could and craned his neck to look around the black Suburban for what the delay might be now. The tinted windows made it hard to see much. ...Website -> http://www.oldmanapocalypse.com Buy me Coffee -> https://www.buymeacoffee.com/cyktrussellSubscribe page on Acast -> https://plus.acast.com/s/after-the-apocalypsePodcast on Acast -> https://shows.acast.com/after-the-apocalypseFacebook group -> https://www.facebook.com/groups/oldmanapocalypsePatreon to support the show -> https://www.patreon.com/AftertheApocalypseKindle Vella Story -> https://www.amazon.com/kindle-vella/story/B09LTRC8RHMerch Store -> https://www.teepublic.com/stores/after-the-apocalypse Twitter -> cyktrussell@twitter.comEmail List -> https://acast.us14.list-manage.com/subscribe?u=a02fed2a783fcc887760255a9&id=e15419e7behttps://fundraisers.hakuapp.com/christopher-russell Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

26 Elo 202331min

After the ApocalypseA pandemic survival storySeason four, Episode one – “Resurrection” ... The smell of gunfire lingered in the air. The storm had passed. Black clouds, heavy with wind and water pushed east trailing rain like a dirty bridal veil dragging in the muddy grass. Mags stood on a shipping container and surveyed the area where the battle had taken place. It was at the rear of the Distribution Center complex where the rows of metal buildings terminated at a weathered, eight-foot, chain-link fence. When the storm passed, the smoke and haze settled into the low areas around the buildings and barricades.Something inside one of the adjacent buildings had caught and smoke was rising out of the vent pipes. Could be bad if not addressed. Mags made a mental note to get a fire control team on that immediately before it spread. They had lost enough on this day. ...Website -> http://www.oldmanapocalypse.com Buy me Coffee -> https://www.buymeacoffee.com/cyktrussellSubscribe page on Acast -> https://plus.acast.com/s/after-the-apocalypsePodcast on Acast -> https://shows.acast.com/after-the-apocalypseFacebook group -> https://www.facebook.com/groups/oldmanapocalypsePatreon to support the show -> https://www.patreon.com/AftertheApocalypseKindle Vella Story -> https://www.amazon.com/kindle-vella/story/B09LTRC8RHMerch Store -> https://www.teepublic.com/stores/after-the-apocalypse Twitter -> cyktrussell@twitter.comEmail List -> https://acast.us14.list-manage.com/subscribe?u=a02fed2a783fcc887760255a9&id=e15419e7behttps://fundraisers.hakuapp.com/christopher-russell Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

12 Elo 202335min

Camping calls me…...First person. fiction by author MaguaWalter Skrzypek (scrip-ek). AKA Magua (Mug-wa) Magua is a modern age outdoorsman, woodsman, hiker and explorer of the lands along with my trusted companion Timber, my pup. He's enjoyed a 30 year journey through healthcare and retiring on good graces to share some tales from outdoor adventures and experiences. With years spent in the forests and lightly travelled areas, the exposure to unusual experiences has varied and it's time to share. Story:I have a favorite camping spot that I frequent or had frequented. I had done so consistently for about 10 years, but not now. I had an experience that has deterred me from ever returning to that Pa state park. Each Friday, I would clear up all of my final duties from work and spring out of the office about noon, and I would head off to camp for the weekend with my best friend at that time, Simba, my pup. One Friday, I headed out at noon to arrive home. I would have my car ... Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

22 Heinä 202335min

Year 12 - Jeff BrackettHello, my survivor friends – How are you doing? For those of you time-traveling in from the future it is July of 2023. Today we present to you another story from one of our fellow survivors Jeff who was kind enough to lend us some audio from one of his stories called “Year 12”"Year 12" is a post-apocalyptic novel, a sequel to the Jeff’s first novel, "Half Past Midnight". You may remember Jeff and I had a conversation about half past midnight last year, right around this time, as a matter of fact, during our Season 2 break. Links - https://fairview.deadfrontier.com/onlinezombiemmo/DF3D/DF3D_InventoryPage.php?page=31&hash=821f6b5deda6a51303d6e046762f0c11&userID=5105566&hash2=f5cc605b142713fca8c5714febf3ddf8Patreon - www.patreon.com/jlbrackettNewsletter - https://sendfox.com/jlbrackettAmazon Author page - www.amazon.com/author/jeffbrackettFacebook - https://www.facebook.com/JeffBrackett.author/ Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

8 Heinä 202333min

ELECTRIC WITCH The stormy night cracking sways the wind sideway across the skies, the rain drenches her pale white skin as her wickedness freezes it to ice and hail as falling gravel the size of stones. Her eyes a glow send white beams of lightning scanning her surround for those that cower and oppose. Runes in hand and adorning her neck brill her skintight while she reaches with the devils horns. Her long fingers stiff, stretch to the wind above her head lost in the locks of blackened ends of flaming blue silver strands of silken hair she chants her spell. Binding all that fear her call and the ice of her skin. Her toll comes from the green sea of lake as she rises call to demons to strike, strike with their CRACKLES of electricity, their thunders of DOOM…blind them with the thick of FOG let down their fire of white flame and burn the wretched that do not fear her claims. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

24 Kesä 202337min

~…and the darkness and decay…held illimitable dominion over all~ ~ Edgar Allan Poe THE BLACKENING OF RENN Renn steadied himself…and breathed. His lungs expelled their contents in heavy bursts, but despite the distinct cold that had settled over the city, Renn noticed no trace of condensation....Duane’s Links:· https://www.instagram.com/duaneswerld/ - Mostly posts on my acting and endurance adventures but would love to hear from any listeners.· https://www.facebook.com/duane.hespell· duanehes at yahoo dot com Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

10 Kesä 202337min