Southern Research Part Deux

About a year after the fact... more of my Southern Utah adventures!

My Smarmy Death

I'm really enjoying my Death character now. He used to be kind of a cliche: a charming, handsome dude who cared about people. Now, he's a mean, impatient computer programmer type who loves Oreo cookies (and doesn't share), cuts his own hair, and has no idea what's happening outside the afterlife.

This is how I described him to my writing group:

"He's like a computer nerd who lives in his mom's basement. When he knows more about something than you do, he makes sure you feel stupid by the time he's done explaining it. He has about a dozen cats, and he keeps sending them out for pizza, and they keep not coming back, but he refuses to step foot outside the basement to get his own pizza, so now he's especially upset because his only friends are cats and they keep ditching him and don't bring him pizza."

Zombieeeeee

Holy balls!

Okay, I got pregnant, got sick, stopped writing, and basically just laid on the floor trying not to vomit for the past year. Everything got neglected, this blog included, but now I'm back! Hooray!

I started writing again and have pretty much reinvented some characters. Death, Osmond, Ettie... new and improved! Well maybe not improved. Time will determine that.

In any case, I have returned! Now I just need to dust this place off and open up the windows.