Wednesday, December 28, 2005

Been kicking around a new concept

As if the stress of the Holidays, sick kids and fighting family members wasn't enough, pile on some wicked excitement and paperwork to sign, and then I go and get the bright idea to start yet another project...

Tentative title: Hunted

Being called a bitch was the least of her concerns. She had been called worse by better men than the corpses left behind in that deserted alley.

Given their remote location, it would be a while before the bodies were found and much, much longer before the remains were identified. She had seen to that. The teeth were smashed into their braincases, and chunks of their flesh now soured in her stomach. Those severed limbs jostled against each other within the churning acid of her guts. Digested fingerprints were impossible to read. Dental records weren't much good on gum lines.

Bastards, Sariah snarled.

They had chosen to hurl vulgarities on the one night on which she could not control the beast within her. She did not take particular exception to the terminology – in truth, they were tragically correct. In more ways than one. She was a bitch. It was the tone of their taunts, the rude gestures, the puffed chests and bulging denims. She hated that. And, in her present state, Sariah could not tolerate that derisive, tough-guy verbal swagger or the eager musk that hung heavy in the air surrounding them.

She shook her head to clear the tainted images. Blood flew from her snout to spatter the ragged blouse which hung from her neckline. She looked down at herself. Tawny hide, talons, a ripped blouse, barely recognizable now, shoes gone; but the leather skirt still clung to her hips with a savage fit. A dark laugh caught in her inhuman throat.

Carnage and leather looked good on her, she thought.


Y said...

Interesting! :)

Congrats on coming up with a fresh idea.

Savannah Jordan said...

Thanks, Y! I couldn't stop this idea. I was literally drawing a hot bath and had to call the hubby in with pen and paper to take dication for me. :)

Y said...

LOL! It's hilarious when these things strike, huh?

Bernita said...

Great, great ending line!
Meant to ask you this before, Savannah, have you ever read the Elizabeth Peters books on Egypt featuring Amelia Peabody?
Not much blood, gore or sex but lots of humor and background.

Savannah Jordan said...

Thanks, Bernita! This character will be a fun one to write on.

I've not read Peters titles on Egypt. Maybe I should. On rare occasion, I do take a little vacation from 'blood, gore and sex.' :)

Michele said...

That's quite a scene!

Last line is definitely catchy.

I assume she's either a werewolf or a werehuman.

Which's a scene that begs for more.
so? when?

Savannah Jordan said...

Hey, Michele, I am chewing on the details before I take Sariah further. The novel that you have there has much of this attitude, though, so you won't be hankering while I'm writing :)

Michele said...


Ha! "chewing on the details"
Too funny.... :-)

Savannah Jordan said...

Thanks. I try. :P I like to keep things in the same 'vein,' if you will. Extended metaphors are my friends. :)

Tsavo Leone said...

Very nice. Darkly humourous in, almost in the vein of An American Werewolf... or Dog Soldiers, which is never a bad thing.

Tsavo likes.

Savannah Jordan said...

Thanks, Tsavo. When I get more on Sariah, I'll post it. So far, I'm liking the animalistic side. I touch on it in my novel Forever Dark, as the heroine possesses the abilty to turn into a canid, but I didn't write much from that particular POV.

I loved the American Werewolf movies!

Tsavo Leone said...

Begs the question: just how does Sariah deal with "... that time of the month..."?

: )

Savannah Jordan said...

Lots of salt and chocolate!