It’s really remarkable to see some of the silly signs that people put up. Or advertisements that don’t seem to have had a lot of thought.
I saw this one the other day in the newspaper. Do you see any problems? How often is cremation happening in more than one location? How is a body divided up and which parts go where? Bones in one place, flesh in another? Tops here, bottoms there? Head, hands and feet over in that bin, the rest in that one.
How many places would a body get divided up into? After, would the ashes be gathered back together? Or buried separately? What’s the protocol?
The next question that occurred to me was who divides the body? Who and how are the parts carried to various crematoriums? Who gets hired into those jobs? Who owns that kind of place?
And then I started thinking about the characters and what they would be like, and what their days would be like and all of a sudden it starts revving into a story. Will I write it? Probably not, but it’s fun to let my brain go there. I like to let my brain run wild and get silly. Sometimes silly lead to terrific stories. Or fun bits in a story. You may have noticed I have a morbid sense of humor on occasion.
Now you’ve seen inside the mind of a writer. Sorry about that. #notsorry