Vacation, a/k/a Fodder for Writing

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Some mystery/thriller writer friends and I have challenged ourselves to blog once a month about a topic related to mysteries and/or thrillers. Join us each month on the 13th for the #Lucky13MysteryBlogHop!

When you’re a writer, you never take vacation. Everywhere I go, especially in new places, I enjoy watching people, and (yes, I know this is a bit twisted) thinking about how to kill people and dispose of bodies. That urge to create and solve a mystery follows me everywhere.

Fatal Impulse was inspired by a story I heard when I was 10 years old. My family vacationed in Colorado, near Salida. At some point, Mom talked to a cashier (or a waitress maybe?) about the mountain roads, the steep drop-offs, the dangers of driving. I remember that woman telling a story about a car that went off Highway 50, somewhere near Monarch Pass. The woman said the woman’s body wasn’t recovered until the next summer because the ravine was so steep and rugged that it was too dangerous for rescue crews to go down. The car was left there, a mangled mass of steel. The idea of someplace being so rugged that a body couldn’t be recovered stuck with me. I thought, what a great way to get rid of a body! (yes, even at 10, I thought that way – is it any wonder that I devoured Stephen King novels in my early teens?)

Tell me about a vacation you’ve been on – where would you suggest as a good setting for a mystery?


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About Lori Robinett

Lori is a creative soul trapped in a paralegal’s body. As a child, she wrote pages and pages in longhand. As a teenager, she pounded away on a typewriter. As a college student, she learned about criticism (death to English Comp!). As an adult, she found her hours filled with work and parenting. Then, she rediscovered the joy of escaping into a world of her own creation. After all, it’s not illegal to write all those twisted things that pop into your head!

2 thoughts on “Vacation, a/k/a Fodder for Writing

  1. I was thinking of mysteries and loving them when I was young, but I wasn’t thinking about how to dispose of bodies. ;).

    I will admit though to once thinking about how easy it would be to disguise a murder as an accident when my husband and I were scuba diving inside this little crescent-shaped island off the coast of Maui. I swear I love him and wasn’t thinking of killing him! But that crescent had this spooky ‘eel garden’ with hundreds of tiny eels sticking up out of the sand right at the drop off shelf. And we were night diving in the pitch black. It’s so dark down there at night you can’t see anything unless a light is right on it. You could kill someone in a group and they wouldn’t see you 3 feet away unless they had a light shining right on you.

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