Wednesday Words: Sounds (and the S’mores)

wurkn-on-mai-plan-for-word-domination-caleb-pup Today’s #1lineWed theme is SOUNDS. And as always, I’m cheating by posting a snippet. Since I’m not really working on a project currently–I’m still deciding what comes next–I went back and pulled this snippet from my files. It will appear in a future Penumbra book. Promise. In the meantime, enjoy some vintage Sade and a touch of sexy dragon goodness.

Ghouls. He was kidding, right? “There hasn’t been a ghoul infestation since 1915.”

“There’s blood everywhere.” The cop dug his toe into the wet mulch of leaves.

Sade swept the cemetery with a practiced eye. Something had rampaged through the grounds, toppling gravestones and digging up coffins. “Ghouls.” Saying it aloud didn’t ease the nausea offering up the chili dog she’d wolfed down in sacrifice to the Gods of Gross. “Hell.”

The cop glanced toward the storm clouds on the western horizon. Sundown wasn’t far away, and darkness was helped along by the distant rumble of thunder. “It will be if we don’t get outta here.”

Sade trudged to her government-issued sedan and yanked out a state-of-art flamethrower. “Yeah, you’d better hit the road. Me? It’s time to barbecue.”

Moans swirled around her riding a cold, autumn wind strong enough to kick up the wet leaves underfoot. The cop took off like he’d been shot from a carnival cannon. Flamethrower ready, she waited. Sade heard them first. Shuffling, growls, high-pitched screams. Then the stench hit. And that chili dog made a bid for freedom.

She swallowed bile, squeezed the trigger, and the night lit up with a hissing whoosh. “Where the hell is that freaking dragon when I need him?” she groused.

Flames erupted from the sky. Ghouls blazed like marshmallows over a campfire. A silver blur the size of a Ryder truck landed beside her and morphed into a handsome man.

“Took you long enough.”

Nikos Constantine, Drakon of the Kholkikos dragons, watched the burning husks, popping and sizzling like fat dripping on green wood, then offered a charming smile. “I brought marshmallows. Along with chocolate and graham crackers.”

I’ve finally learned to put smells and tactile “feels” into my writing. I really need to work on layering in sounds, too. What about y’all? Any words to add?


About Silver James

I like walks on the wild side and coffee. Lots of coffee. Warning: My Muse runs with scissors. Author of two award-winning series--Moonstruck and The Penumbra Papers, Red Dirt Royalty (Harlequin Desire) & other books! Purveyor of magic, mystery, mayhem and romance. Lots and lots of romance.
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4 Responses to Wednesday Words: Sounds (and the S’mores)

  1. Ooo, good one! I love Sade and the gang so much!

    Yeah, I need to work on layering in sound. Right now, I can’t think of any soundy bits. And after looking at In Deep Wish, I don’t have any soundy bits that won’t be major spoilers for people who haven’t read Wish in One Hand. Sorry.

  2. Niiiiiice – I can’t get away from smells. They overwhelm me IRL so… Anyway, got writing to do, just need to stop doing other stuff. 😉 Hope to get some down tonight. I think I’m done outlining my distraction project and ready to get back into my WIP. Amy and Vance have been talking to me as I lay down every night ❤ I miss them.

    • Silver James says:

      If Amy and Vance are talking, definitely get back to them! 🙂
      Smell is important. I really like that my Wolves assign scents to emotions. Makes it easier to write (and layer in that sense). 😆

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