jadedmusings | Writing - Tamingthemuse Sneak Peek

Working on this week's

tamingthemuse challenge, and since this one is going to be longer than my other submissions, it's taking more time to compose it. I wanted to share a couple of snippets that I happened to like.

And yes, Elisha, there will be wang when it's finished (but no wang in the preview, sorry).

First up, a little dialogue exchange. This will probably be cleaned up a bit before I finish, but as it stands, I like it. (And for those of you familiar with Selene, the Gearheart that's mentioned is the same Gearheart, only several centuries before Selene's time in Aria.)

“I could tell you that it’s different in Gearheart, – and it is – but you are forced to live here in the Deadlands and it would be of little comfort to know that women like you are treated as human beings elsewhere.”

“Women like me?” She smiled and cocked her head to the side, her eyes glittering with amusement.

“Courtesans, concubines—“

“Whores,” she interrupted.

“That is such an ugly word.”

She shrugged. “So? Give it a pretty name if you like, but it does not change the job. You pay money to fuck a woman, yes?”

I sighed. “Yes.”

“Men like you try to romanticize my profession. That is wrong.”

“Men like me?” I asked with a smirk.

She giggled. “A rich man who thinks if he throws enough money at the things he does not like, they will go away.”

And this description I happened to just like how it turned out:

Her name, I thought, was wrong. The name Sable seemed befitting of someone older, worldlier, and confident in her sexuality. It belonged to a woman with a velvety voice and satiny skin; a woman whose mere presence could induce a smile in the most sullen of persons. It didn’t belong to this young woman who had never known a life in which she could be more than the source of a man’s pleasure. Like the faded floral dress that sagged over her thin frame, the name spoke of promises too big for her to fill.