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Who is Eloise?
Eloise J. Knapp hails from Seattle and never complains about the rain. She is a graphic designer by day and post-apocalyptic horror author by night. Knapp's work includes The Undead Situation trilogy and Anisakis Nova series. When not writing you'll find her hiking the Pacific Northwest.-
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Monthly Archives: February 2017
Last Man – 7
Click here to view all Last Man flash fiction. He remembered what it was like when he knew mankind had given up. That humanity had finally loosened its grip and stopped fighting the infection. It was the dead of winter and bitter cold. Ash drifted beside snowflakes, lazy as they made their descent to the […]
Last Man – 6
Click here to view all Last Man flash fiction. He remembered what it was like when he knew mankind had given up. That humanity had finally loosened its grip and stopped fighting the infection. It was the dead of winter and bitter cold. Ash drifted beside snowflakes, lazy as they made their descent to the […]
Last Man – 5
Click here to view all Last Man flash fiction. He remembered what it was like when he knew mankind had given up. That humanity had finally loosened its grip and stopped fighting the infection. It was the dead of winter and bitter cold. Ash drifted beside snowflakes, lazy as they made their descent to the […]
Last Man – 4
Click here to view all Last Man flash fiction. He remembered what it was like when he knew mankind had given up. That humanity had finally loosened its grip and stopped fighting the infection. It was the dead of winter and bitter cold. Ash drifted beside snowflakes, lazy as they made their descent to the […]
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