I dig everything Brian Keene writes… except when he tackles zombies. Kill Whitey is a good book, as is The Darkness on the Edge of Town, but when Keene tackles the undead, he loses me. Keene’s The Rising is the only book I’ve hated that I actually finished. Even after the zombie started talking, I hung in there. Even after the second zombie baby, I hung in there. All the way up to the cliffhanger ending, I hung in there. I don’t know what I hated more; the fact that the book had no ending, or that Keene actually expected me to read the sequel. I know this is harsh, but it’s my opinion, and mine alone. I know plenty of folks that loved The Rising and Keene’s signature demon-possessed corpses, but they just weren’t for me. I continue to read his work, though, just not any of his zombie books.