I paid for ommwriter where is my serial number
This week, I received the Liebster Award from StrawberryIndigo’s Picture’s in Living Colour. One day my Google search history will get me arrested
In Which I examine my Google Search History Writing is weird and so are my Google searches Related Posts as suggested by my good friend: Google Even if you are not an author the books are intriguing enough to keep anyone interested. Highly Recommend adding these two books to your book shelf. The questions come from fiction authors and the answers come from experts in the forensics/medical/criminal investigation/legal fields. Both books are in question/answer format. I have not given up Google yet but these books answer so many questions about forensics in fiction, many I had not even thought of. I just recently found the books below and now I swear by them. The Haunted, Voodoo & The Haunting Magic Cocktailsīooks that I recommend to hide those weird search subjects from Big Brother: What is the weirdest thing you have searched for on Google?
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I do know how to take a weapon off someone.ĭo you make the cut for any Big Brother Suspects list? I do know how to take an intruder or person with bad intent down. I do not keep a list of people who annoy me. I do not want to nor have I murdered anyone. Just like the saying: “Don’t judge a book by its cover.” Don’t judge this writer by her google search history nor by the books she chooses to write. It is vital that in the interests of authenticity, I must know about what I write. So first let me repeat that I AM A PARANORMAL THRILLER AUTHOR. I have often wondered what people would think about my google history. Of course by now we are all aware that every little thing we do online is seen somewhere by someone, usually a worker drone at some international alphabet lettered company. So naturally it was natural that I fell into writing about the darker side of human nature. I follow true life crime stories too because of this same fascination. For me the thriller especially gives the deepest insight into what makes the Homo sapiens tick and more importantly what makes the ticking manic enough to give into a darker nature. I have been a thriller and crime reader since I can remember. As I reread what I just wrote I realise how ridiculous my logic is because after all if you’re dead it does not matter if it is “physically feasible” to be in your death position. Unadvisable because it would mean breaking quite a few laws, committing crimes, having to evade the law by obtaining a false identity and skipping the country to some tropical island where nobody speaks your language (preferred), where cocktails are the preferred beverage (goes without saying) and where there is no internet (less likely to be caught by the law).Īlthough in the interests of being open and honest, I have placed my body in weird death positions to see if it is physically feasible to lie in that way. Unlike actors who like to use The Method school of acting, it is unadvisable for a thriller writer to try this method to better get into their character’s minds. I write about serial killers, unsolved murders and the paranormal. Let me preface this by saying, for those who don’t know me, I don’t write romance. When I get started with a new W.I.P (Work in Progress) it becomes both an obsession and an addiction to research. Although sometimes that friend takes me to places I may not want to go.
Sometimes I am tempted to ask them what they are thinking as they stamp my books of nefarious themes.īut I probably do about 60% of research with the help of Google. Believe me I have lived down my fair share of raised eyebrows by blue-rinsed-haired little old ladies at the check out counter. I do it the old fashioned way by taking out library books. Hunt.Īs a writer I tend to do a lot of research. I was mostly inspired by the post by Leigh. So I have seen a few posts on various blogs, facebook statuses and twitter where writers give the world a glimpse into their google searches. Tattoos, Killers, Psychics and The Delicious Decadence of The Big Easy…