After yesterday’s mention of shamans, I couldn’t resist sharing this little tidbit from my manuscript-in-progress, 50 Poisonous Questions:
About 1700 years ago, Mayan shamans induced trances with poisonous enemas. They injected their rear ends with a concoction of mead, tobacco juice, mushrooms, and morning glory.
Hmmm…. I wonder if that would work as a cure for writer’s block?