This Blog Is Full Of Crap

I've got to say something about today's story that you might not have picked up on that won't be painfully obvious until I record the darned thing for the podcast...

My first thought was giving a dog chicken bones and the supernatural killer beasts they turn into when that happens.

Then, I remembered the Indian bones at the Ohio Historical Society. And some land being developed near work.

Hrm... what stops a land development deal in its tracks...

Otto knelt among the trees, looking at Mother Nature's beauty and growling with rage.

In two years, this would be a massive subdivision.

I did, too. And I first wrote the story as if he was an eco-nut trying to stop the destruction of the natural setting.

Then I changed my mind... I hate goody-goody hero figures in my stories. I want bad people doing bad things to other bad people. (This is why I like nip/tuck so much... aside from Liz and the daughter, not a truly decent person among them.)

So... he's a goody-goddy eco-nut, right?

Worst of all, Jim had beaten him out on developing it.

Wrong! He's an evil land developer!

Now we've got the situation: an evil land developer screwed out of a fortune. What's he gonna do?

The sound of Whitefeather's pickup truck arriving jarred Otto out of his rage.

Had to establish that this guy was Native American, figured one word would do. Eaglecloud was my backup name.

"Got the bones?" asked Otto.

Bones?

Whitefeather pulled out a burlap sack and tossed it on the ground.

Not only does he want to destroy this wonderful pastoral scene, but he's paying people to defile gravesites? Just for a land deal, too?

Yeah, that's low.

"Excellent," said Otto. "When they dig these up, they'll have to stop. Now all we need to do is bury them."

I was running out of words at this point, already over 100 and needing to cut down. Gotta have a snappy ending... where's the punchline...

"We?" Whitefeather tossed a shovel to Otto. "Good luck, Paleface," he said and drove off.

And there we have it, although I wanted him to toss the guy some money and then count it to show how unworthy of trust he is.

So much gets lost in the quest to keep... it... brief.