The Best Laid Plans...Have Last Minute Changes

Dark and Creepy Alley
ParaNormal Heights
Blogtown

Devourer and Dark Shadow face off, one a villain of Neverlove and the other a villain of Givin' Up the Ghost.  Neither of them appear overly fond of the other.  Actually, can't really tell with the Dark Shadow since it has no face, but the tension is thick, nonetheless.

Devourer: So what are we going to do, Dark Shadow?  Just stand here, look at each other?

Dark Shadow expands and contracts his presence, deepening further into a dark inky blob of doom.

Devourer: Hmmm...so that's how it is. *he snaps his finger*

*Two hellhounds spring free from their position by the Devourer's side.  A howl fills the air.*

*Abby takes another step back, foot clacking against something.  She reaches down and pulls up a Super Soaker Lightning Storm water gun.*

Indigo: Oh. Good. Thanks, Abby.  *Indigo plucks it from Abby's fingers and hands it to Badger.*

Abby: What the...?

Badger: It's filled with holy water.  Brilliant!  Indigo and I thought about it when we watched Supernatural the other night.  There should be one with a flashlight attached. That's for Indigo. Two more there for you and Basil.

*Digging in the darkness, the teens arm themselves.  Meanwhile, the two hellhounds attacking the Dark Shadow grow weaker, whimpering as they chomp and jump.

Devourer: Return to me.  *The hellhounds obey, both limping back.* No visible wounds.  I think I see how you work.

Basil: We're done with seeing how you work.

*Basil steps from the corner and opens fire on the Devourer and hellhounds, with Abby close behind.  Indigo flicks the flashlight on, landing the light upon Dark Shadow as she releases holy water. Badger barrels from the corner with a charging cry, water gun blasting.*

Devourer: What the he - Ooooow! Arrrrrgh!  I'll get you next time!

*Stumbling back from the surprise attack, the Devourer blends into the darkness, shadow jumping away with the hellhounds hot on his heels.  Dark Shadow loses its shape, its form dwindling to a mist that floats away.

Abby: That was awesome *fist pumps the air*

Indigo: That was dangerous, but it was fun *giggles and leans into Badger's embrace.

Basil: That was the end...for now

Badger: That's okay, mate.  If there's a bloody next time, we'll have each other.
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Some plans actually do work...with a little help from water guns filled with holy water :-)
Don't forget to join us today at Tyrean's Writing Spot where we share a bit of food for thought on physical interaction in YA fiction.

Beware: There Be Evil Here

A Dark, Seedy Alley
ParaNormal Heights
Blogtown

*Whoosh! A sudden burst of flames explodes before them. Badger wraps his hand around Indigo's upper arm and pulls her to his side.*

*Abby and Basil, hand-in-hand, hurtle out of the blaze.*

Abby: He's right behind us!

Badger: The Devourer?

*Abby and Basil join Indigo and Badger, driving their bodies to the furthest, darkest corner of the alley*

Basil: Yeah, but he's not alone.

*Two, three, four hellhounds growl and snarl, breaking free of the fire.  The odor of decay thickens in the air when the Devourer saunters through with a confident swag.*

Devourer: I know you're here, Abby.  I can smell the suffering still clinging to your soul.  I--

*The Devourer lowers his sunglasses, empty eye sockets pinned to the opposite end of the alley.  The Dark Shadow, its dark, inky presence, bristles at the sight of the Devourer.  A shift of cold air dwindles the flames to little more than embers.  The hellhounds crouch beside the Devourer, jaws snapping.*

Devourer: Well, well, well.  You're not still upset about my little jab at Susan Kay Quinn's blog, are you?

*Abby sucked in a chilled breath as the Dark Shadow responded, dropping the air into a frigid cold*

Indigo *whispered*: This is bad.  This is really, really bad.

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It appears Devourer and Dark Shadow, two villians from two different novels, are about to go head-to-head.  You can check out what happens tomorrow.  For today, you can find Gwen Gardner and Angela Brown over at Linda Jackson's blog discussing "doing things our way" and Michelle Pickett's blog where the resident ghost Franny Bishop - no relation to Abby Bishop - comes to the fashion rescue for...hmmmm...who?

Mad, Barking Mad

ParaNormal Heights
Blogtown
Wednesday at Dusk

Previously at Partners in ParanormYA....

*Abby and Indigo exchange a glance. Only one guy sported sun glasses at night...and it wasn't because he was cool. And he was hot, alright...hell's fire hot: Devourer.*

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Abby: For a start, we're on opposite sides of the war for souls. Plus, Basil was sort of his pet project and he thinks I stole him away. I'd sure like to get even with him for snitching on us to Angela and Gwen about the party.

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Indigo: *shakes her head* I don't know why I let you talk me into these things, Abby. It's crazy, you do know that, don't you? It will have to be split-second timing, getting the Devourer and the Dark Shadow together at the same time. What if our plan doesn't work?

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And now, back to the program...

*Indigo and Badger jog leisurely down ParaNormal Heights. A light mist clings to their clothing. The black, ominous clouds grumble, threatening to burst and pour their displeasure over Blogtown*

Badger: This is mad, absolutely mad.

Indigo: Barking mad. I am so afraid for Abby and Basil. Getting trapped at the end of the alley, behind the Devourer and the Dark Shadow...*she stiffens* He's behind us. The Dark Shadow.

Badger: *Grabs her hand and speeds up* Come on, then. And whatever you do, stay on your feet! I can't fight off a bloody dark entity on my own.

Indigo: Look! There's the alley.

*Indigo chances a quick glance back as they plunge into the alley. Dark Shadow, a black, misty, soul-collecting entity approaches like a whorling, nasty wind. Indigo and Badger sprint deep into the darkness, splashing through puddles and sewage. The evil mist nips at their heels* 

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A dark alley is certainly a barking mad place to carry out a plan of vengeance against two villains with a discriminating taste for souls.  Find out next time how things turn out.  Today, J.C. Martin, the Fighting Writer, has a few questions to pose to Gwen and Angela.  Meanwhile, "stomping it out" is happening over at Maria Zannini's blog.

It Was A Dark and Crazy Plan

PIP Headquarters
Tuesday
10:00 a.m.

Abby, Indigo, Basil and Badger are sitting at the kitchen table drinking coffee and pouring over a map of the seedier end of Blogtown.

Indigo: *shakes her head* I don't know why I let you talk me into these things, Abby. It's crazy, you do know that, don't you? It will have to be split-second timing, getting the Devourer and the Dark Shadow together at the same time. What if our plan doesn't work?

Abby: Look - the Dark Shadow wants souls, and the Devourer has an abundance. This plan will work.

Basil: Of course it will, babe.

Indigo: But this plan to get even with the Devourer is....

Badger: ...completely mental!

Indigo: Yes. Especially when I'm the bait!

Badger: You're not going alone. No way. I'm going with you.

Basil: We'll all go. Indigo, you and Badger will jog down ParaNormal Heights. It follows you everywhere right? Lead it down the alley here. *points to a spot on the map* Abby and I will be at the other end meeting up with the Devourer on some pretext.

Abby: You just lead Mister Shadow to us, we'll do the rest.

Indigo: But...but...

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While the foursome of our novels are coming up with their brilliant plan, how about heading over to Nadja Notariani's blog for a bit of lighter reading?

Damage Control

PIP Headquarters
10/17/2012
Eleven - ish

Indigo: Hurry in guys.  We really need your help.

*Badger and Basil crush each other coming through the door at the same time.*

Basil: What's wrong, girls?

*Abby sets the laptop on the kitchen table.  Pressing one button, LMFAO's "Party Rockers Anthem" blasts from the speakers, teens squeeing, voices talking over each other in noisy conversations.*

Indigo *face now a shade shy of Hot Tamale candy red*: That!

Badger: The party?  But who recorded the bloody thing?

Abby: We don't know.  That's why we need your help.  We read through Neverlove and Givin' Up the Ghost all day yesterday but couldn't pin a person.

Basil:  How long do we have?

Indigo:  Gwen mentioned they had a stop at Mina Burrow's today.

Abby: And Carol Kilgore...so it might be a while.

Basil: Then let's get started.  We have to figure this out before Angela and Gwen find out.  If they find out *shudder* Okay, I don't want to think about what would if happen if they find out.
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Oh, party rockers on record. Wow.  Devourer may have done them a favor or a disservice sharing this with them.  We'll just have to see how things turn out for our quirky teens.  For the time being, please relax Under the Tiki Hut and make sure to check out some books for paranormal and mystic minds.

Let's Try This Again...

PIP Headquarters
10/15/2012
Afternoon-ish

Gwen and Angela quietly left in the morning for another week of touring the blogosphere leaving Abby and Indigo...at PIP Headquarters...house-sitting.  Again.  Good thing the girls are on holiday until the end of the blog tour.

*Indigo stumbles sleepily into the kitchen - ears flopping on her fuzzy bunny slippers - to put water on for coffee*

Abby *calls out from her room*:  Hey, Angela!

Indigo: Not here, Abby.  Her and Gwen are at Shelly Akron's blog.  Angie Sandro green lit them for today as well.  Just me and you again.

*Abby shuffles into the kitchen in her nightshirt and fuzzy slippers*

Indigo *eyeing Abby over her shoulder*: So what are we going to do?

Abby *eyes wide*: Nothing.  Absolutely nothing.  Last thing we need is another Wild Cherry Pepsi scare.  I'm just glad Angela didn't notice.

*knock...knock...knock at the front door*

Abby: I got it.  Probably one of them forgot something in all their giddiness.

Abby *yanking the door open*:  What did you - oh, well, well, well.  Look who we have here.

*Badger and Basil smile their winning smiles with offerings in their hands*

Thank you Word Clip Art :-)

Basil: Can we come in?

Abby: Two conditions.  Me and Indigo change 'cuz you kind of caught us waking up and -

Indigo *yelling from the kitchen*: No parties!
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Flipping the Script - ParanormYA style

Gwen and I are thrilled to have another character visiting Partners in ParanormYA.  Basil, as you probably remember from NEVERLOVE's blurb, had a slip-of-the-tongue moment that bound him to servitude to, well, he doesn't like to talk much about that.  So instead, I offered to flip the script and let him ask me a few questions.

Yeah, so, Basil here.  I have a bone to pick - uh - I mean, a few questions for you, Angela Brown.

Angela:  Erm, okay.  So go for it.

Basil:  So you just couldn't let my parents be cool, huh?

Angela:  Oh, so this is THAT kind of interview?  Um, well, I mean, I don't know a whole lot of teens that think their parents are the coolest thing, ever.  But I'll admit, you had a tough cookie for a mom.

Basil:  Mother, not mom.

Angela: Oh, right.  That respect thing.  Got it.

Basil: Now, I admit, you kind of made up for it with Pam.  She was hot. *blushes*

Angela:  Well, good.  Glad you liked her.

Basil *quirking an eyebrow*:  I didn't say that.  I just said she was hot.

Angela *grinning wickedly*:  Well, what about Abby?

Basil: *stares off in the distance, glossy look to his eyes*

Angela *snaps fingers*

Basil: Uh...wait...what?  You got me thinking about Abby.

Angela *shaking my head*: Never mind

Now that Basil is thinking about Abby, I'm going to sneak off lol!!!

Um...hmmmm...that interview did not go quite as I planned.  But, I think I'm safe, for the moment lol!!

Has anyone else had an interview that went awry?

What Are Paranormya Abilities?



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I'll bet you didn't know that one of our members actually coined a new word in the formation of Partners in ParanormYA. I know she's not one to toot her own horn, so I'll do it for her. Angela Brown thought of it, and it's called paranormya (pronounced paranormia.)

Of course, we've figured out that it goes right after 'paranormal' in the dictionary:

par·a·nor·mal

Sounds like [par-uh-nawr-muhl]
adjective of or pertaining to the claimed occurrence of an event or perception without scientific explanation, as psychokinesis, extrasensory perception, or other purportedly supernatural phenomena.

par·a·nor·my·a

Sounds like [par-uh-norm-e-ah]
adjective/noun1. of or pertaining to supernatural occurrences, primarily affecting young adults between the ages of 13 – 18. The phenomena is without scientific explanation and includes happenings such as extrasensory perception, ghost whispering, and Psychometry, and
2. in a broader sense, includes those purportedly to blame for such occurrences, i.e., the master of hell (aka the Devil, Satan) and soul collectors.

Here are examples of paranormya from

Neverlove by Angela Brown and

Givin' Up The Ghost by Gwen Gardner:

Eighteen year old Basil collects souls using his journal, 'Nevermore.'  He sucks the lost souls into his pen and locks them into the pages of his journal with his blood as the ink. Here is a brief scene about Nevermore from Neverlove:

“So you suck at combat.” The corners of Drakar’s lip tilted in a lopsided grin.  He draped his arm on Basil’s shoulder.

“Right.  You’re the devil.  Comfort’s not your strong suit.”

“True.  Strategy is.  Which is why I get to know a little about my potential Harvestors before they, you know, get dead and all.  I remembered you had a penchant for writing.  I think this will be the best way for you to earn your keep.”  He handed Basil the package.

Basil resisted the urge to roll his eyes heavenward.  He barely recalled talking about his short-lived editing gig during class introductions.  A brown leather bound journal showed through after two quick rips of the flimsy wrapping.  Drakar brought his hand from behind his back.

“A pen. Just what I need.  I’ve been itching to write.”  A smile tugged at Basil’s lips.  He pursed his lips with a reminder that he was in hell, in an eternity of debt behind his careless choice of words with the wrong person.  Besides, there was no smiling in hell.  At least, not for him.

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Sixteen year old Indigo Eady uses Psychometry as one her paranormya abilities. Psychometry is the reading of energy or history through touch of an object or person. Here's a scene with an example from Givin' Up The Ghost:

“Hey,” he said. “Are you all right? What happened in there?”

I sighed. How do I explain this?

“I, um, sometimes get visions through touching. It’s called Psychometry – reading the energy of objects or people through touch. When I shook hands with Nat, I had a vision of him shaking Shelly, pretty violently.”

Badger looked at me like I had a third eye in the middle of my forehead.

“The violence manifested itself by burning my hand.” I pulled my trembling hand out of my pocket, palm skyward. Tiny blisters bubbled up, bright, red and angry.

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As you can see, our characters go through quite a bit of angst with paranormya occurrences. What kind of paranormya occurrences do your characters go through, if any? How about in real life?

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