Non-writers are always asking me, “Where do you get your
ideas?” as if they were fed-exed to me from the planet Jupiter. So in the spirit of that eternal question, I’ll muse on the germination of my recently launched short story collection: Fried Zombie Dee-light! Ghoulish, Ghostly Stories.
Wanted: Certified Zombie Instructor – I’m a licensed Zumba Fitness ® instructor and my writer friends are always making puns about the similarity between the words Zumba
and zombie. And I thought What if there really were Zombie instructors? And what if a Zumba instructor showed up for such a job posting wholly unprepared for actual zombies? What, indeed?
Fried Zombie Dee-light! – After a 15-month, four-show stint with Community Theater back in 2007-2008, two songs burbled out of me. This is one of ‘em. Southerners will fry anything.
Zombie Hunting with my Mother – I hate to admit it, but the junky garage from my childhood home inspired the setting for this story, although I do want everyone to know my mother never performed Pilates with a chainsaw.
Giving Up the Ghost– Dear Abby meets paranormal love woes.
The Girl Next Door– One of my writer friends brought a science fiction story to a workshop about an advent calendar in space. I started thinking, What if someone received a wooden advent calendar and instead of candy, there were body parts inside each compartment? Jewel Sutton, a supporting character in “The Accidental Poet” from my collection CURSED: WICKEDLY FUN STORIES demanded the lead in what became a monologue that I performed onstage for CAST Community Theater. I even used a fake eyeball as a prop.
Crushed – inspired by every crush I’ve ever had.
Finding the Way Home– How many people are haunted by a dog? Until I wrote this story, Pete haunted me. Not physically, but emotionally. Getting the tale on paper seemed to exorcise him from my psyche. A few years after the incident, we
wound up adopting a dog very much like him from the animal shelter. Coincidence? Dunno. I do know it seemed to lay him to rest for good. Click on the Tab: Mystery Dog to see the photo of the dog we took in. She also appears as the ghost image in my author photo.
So, there you have it and there you are. Seven short pieces, not a single one from the planet Jupiter.
So, where do you get your ideas?