A Mortician who once discovered a living person in a morgue tagged and bagged and ready to be taken to a funeral home.
A Politician.
A man whose son was eaten by a shark right in front of his eyes.
A Grave Digger with cancer.
A woman who used to be a man.
What do they have in common?
They have all asked me the same question….
Anita Marie…where do you get those weird ideas from that turn up in your stories?
Visit Anita’s Owl Creek Bridge HERE
Irregular Bones 
From mankind’s greatest gift.
Imagination.
Wonderful, ain’t it 😉
It looks like the skeleton is dictating to the writer…… so who do you have hanging over your shoulder, AM? 🙂
My skeleton ( not the one in my skin, the one I bought because they’re cool ) doesn’t hang over my shoulder Ms Smarty Pants…it sits NEXT to me on a chair when I write.
So THERE.
Tony, the world would not be as much fun to live in without imagination…as proven by the Republican Party here in the U.S.