For my story, Something Fishy This Way Comes
, I thought it would be fun to view the zombie apocalypse from the eyes of a self-pitying 15 year-old pop culture junkie filled to the brim with out-of-control hormones and a serious case of A.D.D. In other words, me (at fifteen, anyway).
As it turns out, it was a lot of fun to write. And it's meant to be a comedy, so hopefully you'll all have a lot of fun reading it, too. (He said nervously...)
And since we're talking about anagrams, I just found out what my full name can be rearranged as: "Enthrall an odd, sexual jeer."†