Michael J. Bugeja
pegs – 2008-05-27 7:12 PM
From soccer to stabbing–what a twisted tale we weave! Spring – good point about the changing sounds. Its ironic; when I looked around at all the bodies and faces, I felt deja vu. It was just like when my daughter was little and on the field. I could even see lookalike girls that reminded me strongly of her old teammates.
You are highly likely to hit bone when trying to stab someone in the heart. It’s surrounded by ribs. I have no first-hand experience with this but I’d guess it would make a noise something like—“kachunk!” Or maybe –“ker-shlock.” Hmm. Those don’t sound very scary, do they? Good thing I don’t write horror.
Sorry about that, Peg. I didn’t mean to hijack your post…I was just taking a stab at it lol. I got what I needed. But your post does make people think when writing sounds. It’s one of the senses that can develop a scene. Robins remind me of a spring morning. Crickets make me think of a sleepless summer night. Leaves on the ground rustling in the wind sound like fall. A low rumble followed by my house shaking as the snowplow goes by brings back nightmares of last winter.