Quote: “About one million sq kilometers (386,000 sq. miles) would have been devastated and the impact would have been equivalent to more than 1,000 tons of TNT exploding. – “A Sumerian Observation of the Kofels Impact Event”

You’ll notice the fish are gone.  Too much responsibility.  Plus, Jenn said they looked like semen.  One little click and they were gone, reduced to their code components.  An apt exercise for this week. 
I started a new novel on my birthday and my goal is to have the second draft finished by my next one.  I’m running out of time, but I got stuck on a detail.  You see, this novel is different than anything I’ve written before because it takes place in a post-apocalyptic world.  So….what WAS the apocalypse?  I skipped this at first because I wanted to get to the actual STORY, but it’s time.

I knew I wanted fire, but I wasn’t content with a regular old catastrophe.  I wanted the magnetic poles to shift plus massive solar storms to disrupt GPS and satellite information and then that super volcano in Yellowstone could also erupt, sending radioactive lava spewing all through Wyoming, Idaho, and parts of Canada.  But, that’s not enough. Because you can be scared of natural disasters, but they happen.  Or God makes them happen/let’s them happen. Whatever.  I WANT SOME BLEEPING ACCOUNTABILITY HERE.  

I’m talking antibiotic resistant bacteria and genetically modified food with nano viruses imbedded.  Endangered animals should fight back and start eating people.  Famines in Africa should start a Soylent Green scenario.  Extreme weather patterns because of climate change should reach down and suck people up to Oz.  Levies should break.  Scientists with goatees and white lab coats should frantically run from screen to screen of their instruments gibbering in fear as the planet reaches the tipping point.

 I started gingerly, in my imagination.  Sea coral is already dying because the temperatures of the oceans are rising.  So I delicately killed them all.  And the polar bears are goners so I finished them off.  A couple are moving south, getting it on with grizzly bears, but the majority floated away on melting icebergs, waving their paws at me.  Famine.  That’s been around forever.  But then I start to get creative.  The woman sitting in her minivan fretting that her children are late to ballet class because of traffic?  Giant frogs slammed into her windowshield.  I leave her fruitlessly trying to get her wipers to work and pop over to some corporate office where they are maliciously plotting to put cheap brakes in cars to save money and BOOM!  Now I’ve got a pile-up in action.  Which the plotters will be in, of course. Then I really get off on a tangent.  The Middle East.  Weapons of Mass Destruction (does anyone have one?), genocide.  It doesn’t stop, you know, what humans can and will do to each other.  So, I had to rein it back in.

I’m going with an asteroid.  Just a regular old asteroid – like the one researchers argue destroyed Sodom and Gomorrah.  Here’s some fun speculative trivia:  “Debris consisting of up to two-thirds of the (Kofel) asteroid would have been hurled back along its route and a flash reaching temperatures of 400 Centigrade (752 Fahrenheit) would have been created, killing anyone in its path.”

                Yup, I think an asteroid should do it.