In reading Gillian Flynn’s Gone Girl, she discussed a Google search to see if a body can float the Mississippi. I smirked. I Googled if a body could float the Spokane River and every single dam on the river. I finally decided someone would have to throw the MC in the river because she would not survive down stream. At the time, I kept thinking Homeland Security is going to wonder what the hell I am searching this for, show up at my work and I’ll have to explain to the boss what I do on my lunch breaks.
Thankfully that never happened at work. I am writing a mystery, so I would like to know what the inside of a patrol car looks like without going for an actual ride. Consequently my searches became increasingly bolder and strange. When writing, I have to stop and Google if what I just wrote is possible, especially lately. There are two previous homicides which link to the MC. I have to plan how the first two women died and the forensics of it.
I am relieved there are books available for purchase which answer questions about trauma, wounds, weapons and police/court procedures. The less I am on Google the more comfortable I feel about the twisted world I am creating. Or is that a bad thing?