Seeing as Ghostly Scream will soon be published, I have run into a recurring problem in what I need something to write underneath the sentence “Next Book in the Angel’s Voice Series” on the last page.
Yep. I need a title for book 5.
Like I have taken to doing with character names, I’m just gonna crowd source ideas before I drive myself insane.
Good thing about this series is that you don’t need to know anything about the content of the books to help out! The theme is pretty simple, seeing as none of the titles have much to do with the plot in the individual books. They just have to relate to the sound of a voice.
(If it includes some kind of redundancy or other things that make it sound slightly silly, that’s just a plus.)
Book 1 – Resounding Echo
Book 2 – Silent Sound
Book 3 – Quiet Whisper
Book 4 – Ghostly Scream (never really liked this one…)
Book 5 – ??? (Help me!)
So! Help me brainstorm, will ya?
Any ideas are welcome. Even if it’s just separate words, we might be able to Frankenstein a title out of it in the end.
(Also, if your help has a price, name it. Whether you want to be a character in the book or want the soul of my firstborn, I’m open for negotiations…)
“Tell me most of the blood isn’t yours and that one of your new strays is the kid’s brother,” Bane said in the voice of a man who couldn’t handle any more insanity. Taelan patted him on the shoulder, leaving a bloody handprint on his shirt.
“Most of it isn’t my blood, and we picked up the right stray,” Taelan assured him good-humoredly. “And as an added bonus, I just killed the commander of the Ver’dohnian forces.”
He continued past Bane, leaving his lieutenant stunned for all of five seconds.
“Let me keep you company then,” he answered and smiled at her. “I’m heading there myself at the moment.”
She hesitated for a moment. All the men she met always turned out to be either raving mad, or dead. After meeting Alassane, the sanity of the people she ran into had just seemed to go steadily downhill.
She looked at the man, who had yet to introduce himself, one more time. He looked remarkably normal, and it was unlikely he could get her into any more trouble on the short way to the temple than she could manage by herself.
“Lead the way,” she told him. She needed to stop being so paranoid. It couldn’t be healthy to suspect every friendly stranger of being a crazed mass-murderer.
These sales keep creeping up on me. I am in no way ready for it to be July. I was supposed to have achieved so much by July. Before you know it, it will be December, and then it’ll be 2020, and then we’ll all be old and gray, and I’ll still be behind on everything.
The Summer/Winter sale will run for all of July and will include soooo many free or discounted ebooks. So many. Probably thousands.
(You realize you have been doing this for too long when it feels like you can’t even come up with a way to make free shit sound interesting…)
And yeah, my books will be part of the sale. But as I assume most people following my blog will have already gotten said books if they wanted them (since I’m too damn slow to have published anything new since last sale), I’m going to encourage you all to check out some of the other great indie publishers offering discounted books.
Selissa took a shaky breath to steady herself. “If you’re not here for me,” she said slowly. She knew that if he really wasn’t going to hurt her, she should just get the hell out of there and put as much distance between herself and him as humanly possible. But no matter how frightening she found him, there was also something about him that made her pause. “Then why are you here?”
His grin widened and Selissa felt the blood freeze in her veins. She had never met anyone who made a smile look so unnerving.
“I had some…” Ardeth paused for a moment. “Business to take care of in the area. And I decided to pay this place a visit while I was here.”
Selissa shuddered at the way he said the word ‘business’. She wondered how many innocent lives were lost every time he had business to take care of.
Also, sorry: It's not the tasty kind of cookies. We're all out of those. Alrighty!