Review: ZIA, The Teenage Zombie & The Undead Diaries by Angela Scott

Title: ZIA: The Teenage Zombie and The UnDead Diaries
Author: Angela Scott
Publishing Oct. 6, 2015
Publisher: Black Pines Press
Pages: 251
Genre: Zombies, Teens, YA
Review: ebook provided by Story Cartel
Buy Links: Amazon, Amazon.uk 

Zia would give anything to be a typical teenager... again. Heck, she’d settle for being a vampire or smelly werewolf, but a member of the walking dead? The lowliest of all the monsters? No way! Nothing is worse than being a skin-sloughing, limb-losing, maggot-housing, brain-craving undead girl. Nothing.
It wouldn’t be so bad if humans didn’t insist on “Living Impaireds” wearing bands to keep their insatiable appetites in check. And if LIs want to coexist with humans, then rules must be followed, no matter how ludicrous they might seem. Why do undead teenagers have to go to high school anyway?
Zia does her best to blend in and go unnoticed, but when a new group of LIs are bused in from another school and she finds herself part of a growing horde, all bets are off.
Besides, rules are meant to be broken—especially when an unbeating heart is pulled in two different directions.

I received this book via Story Cartel to give an honest review.

I was really excited to read this book just the title had me wondering what would a zombie have a diary about? Well Zia is a teenage zombie who starts each chapter with a small paragraph as a diary and then proceeds to tell us what is going on. I guess that is the best way to put it. 

After an accident Zia's father had her brought back to life as a zombie. Zia of course doesn't like being a zombie especially since it is nothing too cool and your body is just slowly decomposing and if it wasn't for the band around her neck she would be munching on brains. 

Now we have vampires, werewolves and zombies all living together quite peacefully even though humans really don't feel comfortable about it. So when a new group of Li's "Living Impaired" come to Zia's school it seems okay at first but something seems to be a brewing as we read on. 

Zia has so much going on for her from dealing with being undead, to having a crush, fighting with her stepsister, and trying to get through school. There is humor within the story along with of course teenage drama. 

Now along with the paranormal living among the humans there are rules and rules are meant to be followed. If they are not well lets just say you don't want to know what will happen to you. So what happens when the rules are broken? 

I have to say I really liked the island of Exile. I don't want to give anything away that deals with it but it sounds like a paradise. 

Now the reason I give this book a four rating is because when I read a zombie story or anything with the paranormal I like to know more about the things that go on.

For example there is a council within this story, how did this council come to be? Where did Zia's dad find someone to bring back is daughter? There seems to be a world that lives within the human world that seems to be a bit of mystery. Or it seems that way to me. 

Other than that I found this to be a great teenage zombie read one that I highly recommend to teenagers and zombie lovers. 

I hear voices. Tiny fictional people sit on my shoulders and whisper their stories in my ear. Instead of medicating myself, I decided to pick up a pen, write down everything those voices tell me, and turn it into a book. I’m not crazy. I’m an author.
For the most part, I write contemporary Young Adult novels. However, through a writing exercise that spiraled out of control, I found myself writing about zombies terrorizing the Wild Wild West—and loving it. My zombies don’t sparkle, and they definitely don’t cuddle. At least, I wouldn’t suggest it.
I live on the benches of the beautiful Wasatch Mountains with two lovely children, one teenager, and a very patient husband. I graduated from Utah State University with a B.A. degree in English, not because of my love for the written word, but because it was the only major that didn’t require math. I can’t spell, and grammar is my arch nemesis. But they gave me the degree, and there are no take backs.
As a child, I never sucked on a pacifier; I chewed on a pencil. I’ve been writing that long. It has only been the past few years that I’ve pursued it professionally, forged relationships with other like-minded individuals, and determined to make a career out of it.