Once upon a time I was accused of causing The Atlanta Snowpocalypse.
I don’t have to define what this is for anyone who was living in North Georgia in January 2014 when a mere 2.6 inches of snow brought the metro area to a grinding halt. The Snowpocalypse — also known as Snowmageddon and Snow Jam — began when what would have otherwise been a mild dusting of fluffy white stuff stuck to the freezing roads and compacted into a sheet of black ice just as millions of workers began an early commute home, trying to beat the weather.
Those millions of cars became trapped on the streets and interstates as the temperatures dropped to 12 degrees, tires freezing in place, forcing stranded motorists to seek shelter on the side of the road (where thousands of families opened their homes to complete strangers—there was even a baby delivered in the chaos). It was an unprecedented event, since snowstorms occurring simultaneously with sustained temps in the teens is very rare in Georgia — there have only been six such weather events in almost a hundred years — and this one sharpened its teeth for Atlanta in the middle of the night, leaving many people unaware as they headed out for work or school the next morning that the few flakes they saw coming down were in fact a portent.
I knew the intricacies of this “perfect storm” because I’d been researching a virtually identical scenario for my 4th book, Deeper Than the Grave. In previous novels, I’d subjected Tai and Trey to the typical natural disasters we see in the South — a heat wave in Darker Than Any Shadow and a tropical storm in Blood, Ash, and Bone — so I decided to inflict a blizzard on them, one that would shut down the city.
Which I did.
I submitted the manuscript to my editor two weeks before the actual storm hit. And real life played out exactly as my research had told me it would—impassible roads, no emergency services, panic and desperation city-wide. My fictional storm matched reality so well that a reader berated me at a public Q&A session, accusing my story of somehow contributing to the awfulness.
At the time, the rogue winter storm was the only plot line from that book to have a real-life counterpart. Imagine my surprise to see a YouTube video by Caitlyn Doughty — author and creator of the Ask a Mortician YouTube channel — entitled “Who Hid a Body in a Civil War Grave?”
You see, Deeper Than the Grave begins with Tai being tasked with finding a missing Civil War-era skeleton after a tornado rips through a family burial site. She recovers the skeleton, but it’s definitely...fleshier...than a hundred-and-fifty-year-old skeleton should be, leading her to conclude that a killer tried to hide a modern-day crime in a historical tomb.
I opened the video expecting to learn that once again I’d cribbed from real life. But then I got surprised. I won’t spoil the surprise for any interested viewers, but I will say the body found in the Civil War grave led to the creation of the University of Tennessee Anthropological Research Facility, better known as the Body Farm, which continues to advance forensic science and aid criminal investigations.
If you are a lover of all things CSI — and have the required tolerance for the grisly — you’ll want to watch. Caitlyn is an informed and engaging host, with a snarky and somewhat dark sense of humor (there’s another content warning there) but she’s also an outspoken and eloquent voice in the death-positive movement. I’ve been a fan of hers for a while (her episode on 19th century funeral photography provided the research for the first chapter in Crooked Ways) and I never fail to learn something from one of her videos.
You can watch “Who Hid a Body in a Civil War Grave?” at the Ask a Mortician YouTube channel HERE. And you can read how Tai and Trey investigated a very similar mystery by reading Deeper Than the Grave, which you can learn about HERE.