We’re in the final — and I do mean final — moments of wrestling the new book, Telluride Blood, into publication. The title for the Telluride Blood sequel is The Bone Pit, so I’m on the lookout for all things relating to bones for inspiration.
Yesterday I happened onto the famous Valley of Dry Bones passage from Ezekiel, verses 37:7-10:
So I prophesied as I was commanded. And as I was prophesying, there was a noise, a rattling sound, and the bones came together, bone to bone. I looked, and tendons and flesh appeared on them and skin covered them, but there was no breath in them. Then he said to me, “Prophesy to the breath; prophesy, son of man, and say to it, ‘This is what the Sovereign Lord says: Come, breath, from the four winds and breathe into these slain, that they may live.’” So I prophesied as he commanded me, and breath entered them; they came to life and stood up on their feet—a vast army.
If you care to avail yourself of a Google image search for Valley of the Dry Bones, you will discover a vast selection of creepy art to peruse.