Drek Death and Doom

Drek Death and Doom

The Vivisections

Episode 1: Thicker than Water

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Dylan Bosworth
Apr 17, 2025
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This story’s not a corpse yet. Where it dangles, hung by its neck on public display—it’s still thrashing. Kicking its tired little legs, drawing crowds. Let’s lower this baby on down to the ground while it still screams.

We gotta cut into it a bit. Gotta count her rings.

What This Is:

These vivisections are full, live dissections of a published story. This isn’t going to be a tidy retelling. This is a slice-by-slice exposure of my professional creative process.

What You Get:

  1. Full story cycle: concept - drafts - editing - rejections - acceptance - finalization - publication - final thoughts

  2. Raw documents: drafts, revisions, published story

  3. Screenshots of cover letters, editorial feedback, correspondence

  4. Footnoted draft progression: what changed, why, thoughts

  5. Commentary that’s not bullshit. I’m not glorifying this or trashing it.

Welcome to the Knife

Pull up a chair and be careful not to scratch the floor. At your desk you will find some tools you’ll need post-demonstration if you’re to continue work in this filed.

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  1. Project Word Count Tracker - Instructions included in link

  2. Submission Tracker - Very self-explanatory

  3. Standard Manuscript Format (SHUNN) - Memorize


    “Here.”
    *hands you a blood-smeared tape recorder

  4. Press record

Let’s write up the report.

THICKER THAN WATER

Vitals and PHI:

Concept: Roe v Wade was overturned and I seethed with hatred. It rippled through me like deepwater currents, raking, bending my hands into violent claws. I was hot with some sort of vibrating thing that was about to spill over into something mean, so instead, my wife and I were ranting together about the bullshittedness of [see all], and I brought up Andrea Yates.

She brought up Susan Smith

Mothers who drowned their kids.

Nightmares of backalley abortifacients, and a line I wrote when I was in a metal band 15 years before, "She puts rocks in their little pockets..." spawned an opening paragraph about being post-term aborted. 

Remove the sheet.
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