Behind The Story: My Dead Grandfather’s Broken Promise
I get a lot of questions about how I come up with story ideas. This one came from a song I was listening to over and over on nonstop repeat.
In my head all that I kept seeing was a Christmas tree covered in those big glass globe ornaments that you always see. All the ornaments were filled with blood and leaking it from the top. The blood ran down the sides of the glass and fell to the needles of the tree, collecting at the tips of the branches before dripping to the carpet.
That’s how “My Dead Grandfather’s Broken Promise” came to life.
Thank you Yeezus.