I’m writing the “dating” chapter. All of our characters are embroiled in the world of finding a partner.
Iain wrote the synopsis for this, and as soon as I saw what he had in mind I couldn’t wait to start.
The opening scene made me hoot with laughter when I realised what I had to do. I will blog on that separately, because it’s interesting to see how the ideas developed between the two of us. That scene didn’t need too much research; anyone who’s ever read Cosmopolitan magazine would probably be equipped with the right knowledge. Yes, I am talking about rude stuff here!
It got more specialised. Later on, we have a few scenes featuring a sex doll. For our purposes it needs to be a rather sophisticated and expensive model. I looked on the internet and a man with thousands of pounds to spend can buy a plaything equipped with exchangeable heads…and other things. You can have warm-to-the-touch silicone, and flexible, poseable limbs. You can even have one that has voice recognition software and can be programmed to respond to you verbally.  It’s a world away from the ancient model that I once found hidden in the loft of an empty house. That was a primitive horror of a thing, made much worse by the perishing, shedding rubber.
Either end of the spectrum would have a lot of comedy value, but the techno-babe gives us some more features to get our characters into trouble.
Speaking of trouble, I now have a fairly dubious browsing history. And lots of explaining to do when I am pointing at the screen and laughing so much that it hurts.