“Kill your darlings…”

In keeping with the writing advice to kill your darlings, I am going to write a sequel to Peter Pan where the whole Darling family dies.

“NO! NOT WENDY!” Peter Pan wails.

Yes, Peter. ALL the Darlings.

The surprise ending? It was Tinker Bell who did it.

What I deserve

I just heard an ad on the radio informing me that I deserved a Ford F150.

  1. How do they know that?
  2. What did I do to deserve that?

So where IS the Ford F-150 I deserve? If I deserve it, surely I deserve free delivery too. And a full tank of fuel.

No. No, they don’t

2:56 a.m., and three of the last four ads on TV started with”We know why you’re awake!”

One of them thinks I need a reasonably priced funeral home.
One of them thinks I need to buy a Chevy.
One of them thinks I need a sleep study.

Bzzz! None of the above. I just got home from responding to a mutual-aid fire call.

I think I like my version best.

The last first date

I just saw an ominous infographic that stated “31% of singles met their last first date online.”

Did their last first date just kill them, or was it so bad that they swore off dating forever?

An American… WRITER in London?

I am now imagining something like An American Werewolf in London, but with writers.

Two men are hiking in the countryside. They’re attacked by a werewriter. One dies, and comes back as a ghost to warn the survivor to kill himself.

“You’ve got to do it, David! Kill yourself, or more characters will die!”

David, of course, does NOT kill himself, instead choosing to follow the old writing advice to “kill your darlings.”