Ever walk around in a kind of zombie fog? There are a lot of ways to get there: drugs, alcohol, stress, illness, anxiety, past trauma … the list goes on and on. Personally, I’m quite comfortable in a fog. I’m especially fond of Tule fog, the swampy, soupy ground fog, named after the tulares (tule grass wetlands). It can blanket California’s Central Valley in fall and winter from the beginning of November to the end of March. It’s a “radiation fog”, basically a cool, ground-level cloud trapped by the warm air that is sitting above it. Very spooky and dangerous, especially when accompanied by freezing drizzle and black ice. Zombies can hide out in it. Accidents happen. You can also get lost in it, and that is its appeal to some of us, including Dead Love author, Linda Watanabe McFerrin, who talks about fog, death, literature, tragedy and zombies in this article in Kings River Life.
There are other kinds of fog: haar or fret, flash fog, the whispery threads of thickening mist that sometimes settle over the cemeteries, but enough for now. Check out Linda’s interview with Marilyn Meredith and let me know about what you do when the fog overtakes you.
—Erin Orison, DEAD LOVE/the Daily Slice