*** WARNING: VIOLENCE AND GORE. PLEASE CLICK BACK IF YOU’RE SENSITIVE. ***
I’m working on a furry murder thriller. Before the book opens, a young male geroo (an alien that looks a bit like a anthro- tree kangaroo) has been murdered in a most gruesome way. During the murder trial, the prosecutor describes the murder.
My editor is having a hard time visualizing what I’m describing but I’m really hesitant to add any more description than I already have. I don’t want the reader to feel like I am celebrating this horror. I don’t know if there’s a fetish for this sort of thing, but considering human sexuality, there probably is.
If a few readers can’t visualize it, then I can live with that. But if very few people can visualize it, I’ve clearly gone too far.
Could you please read the following and tell me if you can visualize what he’s describing? I’d like to get a ratio of who can and who can’t. Can you make any suggestions of how this could be made more clear without adding a lot of bulk?
[size=10pt]The judge turned back to the broad-shouldered male. “Can you walk us through your analysis of the first crime, Ciro?”The dark-brown male nodded and stood. He picked the largest item off the table. Although difficult for Tori make it out clearly, the item appeared to be composed of a large metal bar, a chain, and an industrial hook. “We believe that Ascada was assaulted when he first opened the door to his apartment. He took a single blow to the head, rendering him unconscious.”
The judge stared at the evidence bag. “What is that?”
“The geroo in manufacturing call it a jack-pike. They use them to adjust the position of heavy objects.” Ciro explained. “You hook onto the object, wedge one end of the bar under your boot or something solid, and leverage the other end with your paws.”
“So we should be looking for a suspect in manufacturing,” Tori interjected.
Ciro shook his head. “Many jack-pikes are left unsecured around the manufacturing deck. The accused could have easily picked one up without being questioned.”
Tori crossed her arms. “Would Kaz even be strong enough to swing one of those things? Could she have knocked Ascada out with it?”
The judge took the jack-pike bag from the broad-shouldered male and hefted it a few times in her paws. She seemed satisfied that it would be possible. “Continue.”
“While he was unconscious, Ascada’s paws were bound to a pipe that ran down the wall of his apartment. He was gagged, and the assailant made shallow incisions around the victim’s head, shoulders, and down the center of his chest.” Ciro sorted through additional evidence bags containing pieces of rope and a knife.
Tori felt nauseous, and her empty stomach convulsed, but the judge looked indifferent. “Did you trace the origin of the weapon?” she asked.
“It appears to have come from the victim’s kitchen, Your Honor. The assailant then set the hook between Ascada’s shoulder blades, and worked the jack-pike across the apartment’s deck until she had peeled the victim’s pelt off down below his hips.”
Tori tried to object to the prosecutor referring to the assailant as a “she,” but only managed a strangled cry.
“I didn’t! I would never have hurt him!” Kaz sobbed.
After a short pause, the prosecutor concluded, “Ascada was found after a welfare check when he didn’t show up for work the next day. He died in the doctor’s care and was recycled after his autopsy. The report is in the file.”[/size]