This is It

Thanks to W. for passing it along. This is how a woman turns into a flock of birds, once she gets good at it.

Ugh,Flock. Let’s not talk about it.

I’m working on a story about a guy who is haunted by Chris Benoit. I’m trying to teach myself how to write truly scary things and I have to say that what happened to Chris Benoit scares the shit out of me–that doing what you love can hurt you badly in ways you would not be able to recognize, that you becoming more religious (which is taken as a sign of you pulling yourself together by your friends and family) is actually an indication that you’re batshit, and that you’d slaughter your whole family. And that, even after all that, your workplace would deny any tie between your actions and their work environment, even though you’re not the only one with a brain full of swiss cheese, and your co-workers would go on slamming their heads repeatedly for the entertainment of millions.

But my story is about  an ex-football player who spent the years after his retirement drinking until he found God and remarried his ex-wife. And then he starts to see Chris Benoit around his house. And he has some concerns about what that might mean.

I’m enjoying it, even if I can’t quite figure out how it ends.


3 thoughts on “This is It

  1. Big eek. It seems like there’s only one ending possible here. Once the brain damage is done, it’s done. Unless ghost Benoit is REALLY persuasive.

  2. Yeah, but that’s the line I’m trying to walk, where the guy walks out of the story and you’re just not sure what he’s going to do, if he’s crazy or not, if the ghost is real or not, if the person listening to him should try to stop him or not.

    I’m going for “really fucking unsettling.”

  3. Annnndd…I think you’re already there!

    I’ll read it, and it will give me serious heebie-jeebies.

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