It’s Like … Magic
Guest Post by Nina Pierce
I’m a very visual person, which is really rather funny since my vision is not correctable to 20/20. Yet, very much like a man, it’s seeing something that stimulates emotion for me. So much more than a sound or a smell, the sight of a beautiful sunset, a vibrant painting, a handsome face, a lickable torso, a nekk…(oh, sorry, I got carried away for a moment), or a romantic photo, all of them create a visceral response.
So it’s no wonder when I write that I “see” the story unfolding in my mind like a movie. I can visualize the setting and the characters moving and reacting within that setting. What’s so fun for me is playing around with the details as I write. It never ceases to amaze me how one word changes everything or creates a detail within the readers’ mind.
Let’s take a look at the opening of my newest menage, A TOUCH OF LILLY…
Lilly D’Angelo entered the bar not expecting it to remind her of home. This sentence is perfectly adequate. It tells you exactly what the heroine is doing. What it doesn’t do is pull you, the reader into my world. It doesn’t engage any of your senses. But including a few more details adds dimension to the setting and hopefully piques your interest enough to read on.
Lilly D’Angelo wasn’t expecting a trip down memory lane when she sauntered into the dingy tavern, but the acrid stench and gruff hum of the Friday night crowd carried her back to one of the seedier establishments on Chicago’s south side nonetheless. Ah, now we’re getting somewhere. She sauntering, acting casual. You “hear” the muted voices and “smell” that distinct odor of a tavern. You’ve also found out Lilly’s from Chicago, but how about a little more information to really orient you and pull you in and feel what Lilly’s feeling…
Like home, the air was filled with cigarette smoke and a jazz band played on the corner stage. She felt the eyes of the patrons watching her as she maneuvered around the tables toward the long bar on the other side of the tavern. Again, more information about the bar, but it’s all pretty ho-hum. We have no idea why Lilly’s there or how she feels about being in this place.
Pushing the sour thoughts of home from her mind and focusing on the job at hand, Lilly morphed her features into her sexiest vixen pout and moved gracefully toward the long bar on the other side of the room. Her voluptuous breasts, spilling temptingly from her silk blouse, led the way. Oh, now there’s some information that hopefully has you asking “What’s this woman up to?”. Because home conjurs up sour thoughts, obviously Lilly wasn’t happy there. And the way she’s moving and her outfit suggest she’s trying to get people’s attention.
And two more sentences with some real punch and hopefully I’ll have you completely hooked. The eyes watching her leather-clad ass sashay around the battered tables were clustered on various life forms—none of them human. Yeah, definitely not Chicago. Hell, this wasn’t even Earth for goodness’ sake.. And BAM! within two paragraphs I’ve let you know Lilly not only didn’t even like Chicago, she’s somewhere on another planet. And the way she’s dressed and how she’s acting—she’s likely up to no good.
And there’s the magic, dropping in little details that have you asking questions and hopefully turning pages to discover what’s making a character act the way they do.
So, what pulls you into a story that you’re reading? What sense triggers the greatest emotional response for you?
A Touch of Lilly
by Nina Pierce
Ex-Chicago detective LILLY D’ANGELO has a secret she doesn’t share with anyone. A master of the one night stand, she’s given up ever finding a soul mate and thrown herself head first into her career. That is, until she captures the wrong alien. Kidnapped and sold into the sex slave trade, she’s shipped into deep space. Barely escaping with her life, Lilly now travels the galaxy working as a bounty hunter using her secret talents to bring down criminals and seeking revenge on the one male who ruined her life.
Agent DALLAS SAWYER works for deep space’s version of the FBI. After a disastrous mission that left several of his team members murdered, a president executed, and Dallas near death, he’s determined to take down the assassin targeting government officials. When a sexy human female gets between him and his goal, Dallas and his alien partner find themselves on the receiving end of a passionate night they won’t soon forget and a proposition that may very well blow up in their faces.
Because in deep space … true love can happen with just a touch.
Lilly D’Angelo wasn’t expecting a trip down memory lane when she sauntered into the dingy tavern, but the acrid stench and gruff hum of the Friday night crowd carried her back to one of the seedier establishments on Chicago’s south side nonetheless. Except for the clientele, the owner had managed to replicate nearly every detail right down to the blue haze of cigarette smoke and the soft crooning of a jazz band on the corner stage.
Pushing the sour thoughts of home from her mind and focusing on the job at hand, Lilly morphed her features into her sexiest vixen pout and moved gracefully toward the long bar on the other side of the room. Her voluptuous breasts, spilling temptingly from her silk blouse, led the way. The eyes watching her leather-clad ass sashay around the battered tables were clustered on various life forms—none of them human.
Yeah, definitely not Chicago. Hell, this wasn’t even Earth for goodness sake.
“Regent’s ale, straight up, hold the brenic.” Lilly ordered the local brew in English, hoping the two-headed alien behind the bar had a cochlear translator in one of those eight holes that passed for ears. Satisfied when one head nodded, she settled on a stool, making sure her fur jacket and blouse parted just enough to offer a seductive view of her cleavage. She shifted, allowing the black leather skirt to ride up her thigh and expose a little more silky real estate. The reflection she saw in the mirror behind the liquor bottles was every inch a working woman on the prowl. She wasn’t trying to attract anyone in particular, just hoping to mislead the locals into thinking she was some female making a living with her body—which was true—just not as the human streetwalker she impersonated.
USA Today Bestselling author, Nina Pierce, grew up in a house full of readers. Nina’s discovered the passionate side of romance with her sexy stories. For her, it’s all about the sweet scent of seduction mixed with the heartwarming aroma of romance.
Nina resides in New England with her high school sweetheart and soul mate of twenty-eight years and several very spoiled cats who consider her “staff”. When she’s not writing she enjoys spending time with her three grown children, one love-sick son-in-law and a heart-melting grandson.