Killing Country Music
by William Young
Published at Smashwords by William Young
Copyright 2011 William Young
Nashville, Tennessee – Day 117
Chase Montgomery had come to Nashville with his discount-store acoustic guitar, broke-down pleather cowboy boots and Levi’s jean jacket when he was nineteen years-old, intent on becoming the next country music star. In the fifteen years since then, he’d written thirty-nine songs, cut two self-released albums, played uncountable honky-tonk gigs, and killed four of the biggest country music stars. Three of them with head shots from over fifty yards.
For the first time in his life, Chase felt like he was doing what he had always been meant to do. That it was killing zombies didn't phase him. In fact, it never occurred to him that the one thing in the universe he was apparently cut out to do was to rid the world of the undead. Had you asked him several months earlier, he’d have told you he was still destined to be a country music great, but he might have also snorted out a laugh and added, “The greatest undiscovered country music writer, ever.”