I Am Scrooge

Marley was dead. To begin with.

The legendary Ebenezeer Scrooge sits in his house counting money. The boards that he has nailed up over the doors and the windows shudder and shake under the blows from the endless zombie hordes that crowd the streets hungering for his flesh and his miserly braaaaiiiiiinns!

Just how did the happiest day of the year slip into a welter of blood, innards and shambling, ravenous undead on the snowy streets of old London town? Will the ghosts of Christmas Past, Present and Future be able to stop the world from drowning under a top-hatted and crinolined zombie horde?

It's the Dickensian Zombie Apocalypse - God Bless us, one and all!

“"Imagine a historical Shaun of the Dead written with as many bad zombie puns as you can think of . . . Like Monty Python at its best though, I Am Scrooge doesn't talk down to its audience. Ranks alongside Blackadder's Christmas Carol as a great comic take on Dickens."”

"Adam Roberts reworks"A Christmas Carol" into a zombie-slashing gore-fest. Lots of corny jokes and groanworthy one-liners, lots and lots of brain slurping zombies. Clever and daft in equal measure." "Daily Mail""
"Guns blazing silliness to a high degree." "SF REVU""
"Imagine a historical "Shaun of the Dead" written with as many bad zombie puns as you can think of . . . Like "Monty Python" at its best though, " I Am Scrooge" doesn't talk down to its audience. Ranks alongside "Blackadder's Christmas Carol" as a great comic take on Dickens." "Total Sci Fi""
"Adam Roberts reworks" A Christmas Carol" into a zombie-slashing gore-fest. Lots of corny jokes and groanworthy one-liners, lots and lots of brain slurping zombies. Clever and daft in equal measure." --"Daily Mail"
"Guns blazing silliness to a high degree." --"SF REVU"

Adam Roberts is Professor of 19th Century Literature at Royal Holloway London University. His novels, Salt and Gradisil were shortlisted for the Arthur C. Clarke Award. He has also published a number of academic works on both 19th century poetry and SF.

Marley was dead, to begin with . . . The legendary Ebenezer Scrooge sits in his house, his riches forgotten. Downstairs, his front door shudders and shakes under the blows from the zombies that crowd around it hungering for his flesh and his miserly braaaaiiiiiinns! Just how did the happiest day of the year slip into a welter of blood, innards and shambling, ravenous undead on the snowy streets of old London town? Will the ghosts of Christmas Past, Present and Future be able to stop the world from drowning under a top-hatted and crinolined zombie horde? It's the Dickensian Zombie Apocalypse - God Bless us, every one! 'Adam Roberts reworks a Christmas Carol into a zombie-slashing gore-fest . . . Clever and daft in equal measure' Daily Mail 'Ranks alongside Blackadder's Christmas Carol as a great comic take on Dickens' Total Sci-Fi 'The prose is witty and the pacing fast and flowing' Sci Fi Now 978 0 575 09490 1

Marley was dead. To begin with.The legendary Ebenezeer Scrooge sits in his house counting money. The boards that he has nailed up over the doors and the windows shudder and shake under the blows from the endless zombie hordes that crowd the streets hungering for his flesh and his miserly braaaaiiiiiinns!Just how did the happiest day of the year slip into a welter of blood, innards and shambling, ravenous undead on the snowy streets of old London town? Will the ghosts of Christmas Past, Present and Future be able to stop the world from drowning under a top-hatted and crinolined zombie horde?It's the Dickensian Zombie Apocalypse - God Bless us, one and all!

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