Wednesday Words: Through the Window Darkly

wurkn-on-mai-plan-for-word-domination-caleb-pupIt’s Wednesday again which means it is time to play #1lineWed if you are on Twitter, or in my case, to post a snippet from my current WIP using today’s theme: **WINDOW**

I’m happy to announce that RDR#6, which is Kade’s book, is back in the hands of my wonderful editor and the title is now official: CLAIMING THE COWGIRL’S BABY. No cover yet but hey…progress!

So, following today’s theme, this is a short snippet from a scene where Kade goes to his mother’s house for some explanations.

His mother walked into the living room and went to the mantel above the native stone fireplace. He followed. That fireplace held a lot of memories—his Christmas stocking, curled up in a sleeping bag “camping out” in the winter time. Roasting marshmallows for s’mores. The heavy wooden mantel held a variety of knick knacks. Photos. A couple of trophies from high school sports. A belt buckle he won at the College Finals Rodeo. His mom took down a picture, one taken of him when he was about twelve.

“Were you ever going to tell me?” He tucked his chin and rubbed at the tense muscles on the back of his neck. “If he hadn’t named me in the will, would you have ever told me?”

That question seemed to stump her, or maybe she just chose to ignore him. She walked back into the kitchen, with Kade trailing along, and she placed the photo face down on the counter. Digging in a drawer, she came up with a screwdriver and started taking the back of the picture frame off.


She was staring through the window over the sink again. He moved up beside her and checked what was out there, saw what she was looking at this time—a doe and her half-grown fawn nibbling grass near the tree line and a picture much closer—his reflection standing next to hers in the window glass.

Families. As Pippa had said, they were complicated.
So, what windows are your characters looking out of, into, opening, closing, or otherwise engaging with? What windows are doing the same in your life, if you aren’t a writer?

About Silver James

I like walks on the wild side and coffee. Lots of coffee. Warning: My Muse runs with scissors. Author of several award-winning series--Moonstruck, Nightriders MC, The Penumbra Papers, and Red Dirt Royalty (Harlequin Desire) & other books! Purveyor of magic, mystery, mayhem and romance. Lots and lots of romance.
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2 Responses to Wednesday Words: Through the Window Darkly

  1. Okay, I know I meant to come back here yesterday. Not sure what happened. Some mornings are better than others. This ain’t a better morning either. LOL

    Love your snippet! Of course. I would expect nothing else. As for windows of my own. I use them for birdwatching and deer gazing. I’d like more windows in this office, but short of cutting my own, that ain’t gonna happen.

    Here’s a bit of ‘window’ from Fear Itself…

    Michael had left her alone to make coffee and now was so silent Alex thought he might have succumbed to sleep. She couldn’t blame him; judging from the events he’d gone through, he was probably due for a good night’s rest. In case the silence was an indicator he’d taken advantage of her home’s safety to catch some shut-eye, she tiptoed into the living room with cups of steaming coffee for them both. She instead found him standing at the window looking intently at the rising dawn. Not turning from the window he took the offered beverage from her.
    “Penny for your thoughts,” she quipped.
    “I love the city,” he answered.
    “I was just standing here, looking at the sun rising over the buildings and thinking of how much I love cities—the steel and the concrete of them; the planning and design that go into every individual piece. They stand as monuments to every great man who ever walked the face of the earth.” He was still turned toward the window, but she could tell by his stance he was as relaxed as ever.

    • Silver James says:

      Holy mackeral, fishwoman! That was awesome. Really looking forward to reading this one when it’s done. 🙂 And great minds…I almost picked one of two scenes where Kade is looking out a window on the 36th floor of the Barron Tower. 😆

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