Wednesday, 9 April 2014

Ridiculous names

30 000 words!  I'm nearing the end of writing Heart of Fin!

My partner says that the names I make up are too ridiculous.  He pointed out that one sounded like a verb + post-positive adjective combo or an onomatopoeia.

Mortimer was the last to arrive.  Emron nodded at the man who walked beside Mortimer, pointing him out to Sasha.  He was a few years older than Mortimer, and rounder too, with blond hair and green-grey eyes.  “Squalt Chomondeley, Marquis of Glous, one of your prince’s chief advisors.” He could see Sasha about to protest the possessive pronoun he had deliberately used when referring to Mortimer.  Before she could snap back, he added, “did you notice how the marquis’ name sounds like a hamster being run over?”


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