Writing about the afterlife as a comedy, does leave a lot of room for coming up with creative ways for people to die.
I thought this was going to be a more challenging task than it is. Fortunately or unfortunately, depending on your perspective, the Darwin Awards provide ample humorous (yet tragic) examples for me to pull from.
- Using a chainsaw to turn a grenade into fireworks
- Trying to fight a lion
- Using homemade bungy cords
I don’t think I will even have to come up with something original for my next book. I think the human race has most likely beaten me to any idea I could possibly imagine.
P.S. David Bowie will not be making an appearance. He didn’t seem like the type of guy who would have had any regrets.