Monday, March 09, 2009

I love it when this happens

Part of my script just opened up. I was at work, entering edits and listening to Dark Was the Night, not really thinking about writing very much at all, and it spoke to me.

"Start with death," it said. "And a potluck."



Xerxes said...


Presbyterians love potlucks -- at least my church did. How about a death in the community center at a Presbyterian church during a potluck. The Pastor discovers that someone has but a nefarious substance in someones scalped potatoes an the mystery and intrigue go on from there.

Miss Molly said...

Quite poetic. Nice one, Liz.