Fiction may be mostly make-believe, but it must have an element of realism to encourage readers to suspend their disbelief. So I spend a lot of time doing research. Lots and lots of research.

For giggles, here are some of my recent Google searches:

What spills out of intestines when they’re sliced? (Aside from the obvious answer of s***.)
How many lethal injections are completed in Pennsylvania?
What’s street slang for a soap-in-a-sock weapon?
Can you bleed to death if your eyeballs have been removed?
What color is liver bile?

I can only imagine what my family would think if they looked at my browsing history.