Gwen Gardner and Angela Brown - YA paranormal authors embarking on the adventure of a lifetime. Share with us as we take the Indie journey to bring our works to the world.
Buckle up! There'll be mystery, mayhem, action and emotional roller coasters...oh, and a few things that go bump in the night.
As a lot of you know, the PIPs are about to launch another
book tour, starting next week. It’s just a quick book blitz
this time, only four days. And yet, we have four to five stops per day. Never
fear, though, because we managed to borrow a cloning machine from a certain awesome blogger we know…but I
digress.
This tour will feature the sequels to our last books, Neverlove and Givin’ Up The Ghost.
They All
Fall Down and A Guilty Ghost
Surprised have the same casts of lovable characters (and some, not so much) as the last tour. And of course, a lot of cross-over
action will be going on between the books, characters and authors on the tour.
We’ll be posting the links with scheduled stops here every
day. If you follow along, you’ll notice themes, such as radio interviews and game
shows.
There will be a rafflecopter giveaway, too!
Plus, right here on this very blog will be a mystery to
solve…
We hope you return to the scene of the crime, er, blog opera, no wait...just come back, okay?
Hey! Abby and Indigo here. We got a little secret for you.
Indgo: Actually, it's just Abby.
Abby: We agreed to do this together.
Indigo: I just - I can't. What if Angela and Gwen find out?
Abby: The readers have to know. Gwen and Angela could have left well enough alone but they didn't. I'm not trying to say something bad, not really, but they need to know that Gwen and Angela have some cruel imaginations putting us through so much.
Indigo: I think that's called life, Abby. I'm so going to hell for sneaking like this.
Abby: You're not going to hell but, shhhh! I hear someone coming. We better go!
I know it seems like the Partners in ParanormYA have been a bit quiet lately, especially after the blog tour. But the truth is, we are both so incredibly busy.
That break we were supposed to have after our blog tour? Didn't happen - for either of us. Even when I wasn't blog hopping or commenting for a week, I came back and posted. And then I was working on a secret project - you'll hear about that really soon.
Here are some of the things we have going on:
We joined a group of YA indie authors for a Black Friday - Cyber Monday extravaganza.
We're having another group freebie on December 14 and 15th. If you like us on Facebook, you'll receive an invitation to the event. If not, we'll probably track you down anyway ;)
Givin' Up The Ghost is on GoodReads for a print book giveaway, Neverlove just closed.
We're involved in another YA Indie Christmas event - that's coming soon, too.
Angela is doing an online autographed paperback sale from her author blog with some other indie friends.
I'm planning (it's a secret, mwahahahah!) an event with another author for January.
Angela is working on the second book in the Shadow Jumpers (Neverlove) series (I read the first page and OMG! That's all I can say).
Gwen sits at the kitchen table, steam rising in wisps from her mug of tea. Angela sits across from her, turning a small pottery cup of green tea in her hand.
Angela: The girls did an amazing job with the decorations.
Gwen: I know. And didn't use a single one from our stash.
*Both ladies giggle*
Angela: They tried. I see they stayed away from zombie stuff, though.
Gwen: Can't blame them. Being attacked by the walking dead can give you a new perspective on a few things.
Angela *glances at the recently replaced door*: Yeah. You're right. Still on for the surprise?
Gwen: You know it. Since the girls tuckered out early, I was able to get everything ordered. It's their last day on holiday, after all. Then it's back to the books for them. Can't let them go out without a party. Authorized this time.
Angela: I'm going to miss this tour, traveling from blog to blog, seeing what new drama the girls can get into.
Gwen: It's not the end. Not by a long shot. It's a new chapter in our journey.
Angela: A toast to new beginnings?
Gwen: Agreed.
*While Gwen and Angela clink cups, Abby and Indigo crouch in the shadows nearby, smiling, giving each other a fist pound, excited about the "surprise" party, and even more thrilled at the mystery, fun, romance and action that awaits them in THEIR next adventures.*
Indigo and Abby are slouched on the sofa at PIP Headquarters eating cold pizza and watching Ghost Whisperer.
Abby: I am so thankful Simon was able to find some more Wild Cherry Pepsi. I thought we were so grounded. Angela would have instantly known we had a party...
*Indigo mutes the commercial*
Abby: ...and I still can't believe Badger got out of here without being spotted.
Indigo: Thanks to Franny causing a distration, you mean.
Abby: Yeah. How'd she know he was here?
Indigo: She didn't. Not at first anyway. She has a guest spot over at Ciara Knight's blog today and wanted to store her gown nearby. Imagine her fright when she opened the closet and Badger was standing there.
*Abby snorts*
Abby: I can't believe that a human guy gave a ghost lady a "fright," as you put it. What does a ghost have to be afraid of?
*Indigo shrugs*
Indigo: I don't know. But why does a ghost change her clothing every day, for that matter?
Abby: Good point. Hey, don't Angela and Gwen have two stops today?
*Indigo glances at the sidebar*
Indigo: Yeah. Their other stop may be at Books Down My Pillow, hosted by Cam. Still in the works?
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While our lazy teens are gelling in front of the television, perhaps you want to go by Ciara Knight's blog where Franny the Ghost Madam and Father Quanon the Priest are guesting together.
Indigo peeks through the peephole and sees Badger, cute even through the wonky viewfinder. A smile spreads across Indigo's face. She opens the door and drags him inside. Abby traipses down the hall to join them.
*Badger is empty-handed.*
*Indigo cocks her eyebrow, crosses her arms and taps her foot.*
Indigo: Don't tell me you forgot again? Two days in a row?
Badger: I tried, Indigo! Apparently there's a run on Wild Cherry Pepsi. I can't find it anywhere.
*The trio head down the hall to the entertainment room.*
Abby:Oh no. What are we going to do? Those were Angela's - if she finds out we drank her WCP...
Indigo: ...and had a party...
*Badger almost sat down on the virtual sofa, but changed his mind. Instead, he beat feet down the hall. Abby and Indigo chase after him.*
Abby: Where are you going?
Badger: I'm out of here. All I need is for Angela to find out I was here, and at a party here on Monday - she'll talk Gwen into making me the devil or something equally evil in her next novel. No, thank you!
*Voices at the front door causes a train derailment as the three teens collide in the hall.*
Indigo: Quick, in here!
*Abby opens the office door and Indigo shoves Badger inside.*
*Gwen and Angela come through the front door with Meradeth Houston.*
Abby: Hi! What are you doing here? I thought you were supposed to be at Meradeth's blog today.
Angela: We only had one stop today, remember? So we thought we'd give Meradeth the tour before we head over to her place.
*The girls share worried looks. The office is where they happened to shove Badger into.*
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While the girls work on getting out of this predicament, perhaps you'd like to head over to Meradeth Houston's blog. She's hosting us today, and we'll be talking about paranormal happenings and things of that nature.
Potpourri clung to the air with a sweet and soothing appeal. The Partners in ParanormYA entertaining room no longer resembled an after-party, throw-down, bash catastrophe. Linkin Park's "Breaking the Habit" played low in the background. Abby slouched in a chair, dust rag barely held by her fingertips. Indigo lay half on and half off the couch with a feather duster in hand.
Abby: I can't believe the whole place was trashed.
Indigo: I can't believe it took us all day and night to clean things up.
Abby: It wouldn't have taken so long if that ghost friend of yours didn't keep moving things all over the place.
Indigo: Franny can't help herself. But I'll talk to her.
*Knock, knock, knock at the front door. Indigo and Abby bolted upright and looked at each other.*
Abby: Can't be Angela and Gwen. It's Wednesday. I glanced at their schedule and saw a visit to Jessa Russo's blog for today.
Indigo: Don't forget about J.L. Campbell. Gwen said they may be stopping by to show off HQ. I was hoping she meant their new work space in the addition next door.
*Indigo crept to the door and checked the peephole. Her lips curled into a grin and a blush tinged her cheeks.*
Indigo: It's just Badger.
Abby: Did he get the Wild Cherry Pepsi?
*Indigo opened the door, looked at his empty hands, and dropped her smile instantly.*
Indigo: No. He didn't. We're in soooo much trouble.
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Our teen characters have some things to take care of. While they're busy working on getting out of possible trouble, please stop by Joy's blog to see how Gwen and I actually work together and visit Jessa's blog to find out something painful both Abby and Indigo have in common.
Angela Brown and Gwen Gardner rush around, completing final preparations for the kick-off of their blog tour. Partners in ParanormYA Headquarters will be left in the trusted hands of Abby (Neverlove) and Indigo (Givin’ Up The Ghost) while they’re away.
They absolutely do not want to be late for their appointment with Alex Cavanaugh...
“Abby?!” Angela yells down the hall. She shoves a red sweater into her suitcase and slams it shut. She rolls it down the hall, sweater sleeve sticking out and dragging along the floor. “Abby? Where are you?”
“Here I am,” said Abby. She pops up from the virtual sofa.
“Good. Do you know where my book is?” says Angela. She begins looking around frantically. Under couch cushions, in the refrigerator.
Abby follows her to the kitchen. “You mean Neverlove? The one that’s releasing today?”
Angela nods. "Yes, that's the one."
“No. Never heard of it,” Abby responds.
Angela shoots a stern look at Abby.
Abby sighs. “It’s already on Amazon, Angela! It's uploaded and ready for purchase. You don’t need it. Now quit freaking out. It’s going to be fine.”
“Who’s freaking out now?” Indigo comes from down the hall.
“Angela.”
“Yeah, I know what you mean. Gwen’s in the bathroom and won’t come out.” Indigo plops onto the sofa.
Angela runs from the room. Banging ensues on the bathroom door.
*****
An hour later...
“Okay,” says Gwen, rolling her suitcase to the front door. “We’re ready. But where’s my book? Where’sGivin' Up The Ghost?!”
“Relax, Gwen.” Angela snorts and shakes her head. “It’s on Amazon, of course.”
“Oh. Oh yeah." Gwen turns to Indigo. "Now Indigo...”
“...and Abby,” Angela adds, looking at Abby pointedly.
“...if you need us, you have our itinerary. It’s there in the sidebar.” Gwen’s pale face looks as if she might need another trip to the bathroom.
“And Abby, do you remember the rules?” asked Angela.
“No parties,” said Abby and Indigo in unison. They grin at each other.
“Yes, and...” Angela began.
“No boys,” the girls said in unison, once again.
“And, uh...” says Gwen, unable to actually finish a complete sentence.
“No rumpy pumpy.” Indigo’s cheeks flame.
“Huh?” Abby looks confused.
“Hanky panky,” Indigo clarifies.
“Oh,” said Abby. “No, of course not. Well, you two better get going. You don’t want to be late for your meeting with Alex.” She makes motions with her hands like she’s herding chickens.
“We’re going, we’re going,” said Angela, headed to the door.
The door closes...
Abby and Indigo high five each other...
“What time is it?” says Abby.
“It’s party time!” Indigo yells.
Dancing ensues....
In case you didn't actually "get" it, Neverlove and Givin' Up The Ghost are published and ready for purchase on Amazon. How do you purchase them, you ask?
AND NOW TO THE SUPERNATURAL, PARANORMYA GIVEAWAYS! WE'LL HAVE ONE EACH WEEK, PLUS THE BIG SWAG-BAG GIVEAWAY AT THE END. FOR NOW, WE HAVE THE WEEK 1 GIVEAWAY AND THE SUPER-DUPER BIG SWAG BAG GIVEAWAY THAT WILL END 11/4/12.
Count down for launch day of Neverlove and Givin' Up The Ghost has fallen below the double-digit mark. Just a few days away. A TGIF and a good-time-weekend separate today from October 8th.
Are Gwen and I nervous?
Psh! No! (Actually, that would be a screaming yes but don't tell anyone. It'll be our little secret.)
Guess who's not nervous. Indigo Eady and Abigail Bishop. When you return on Monday, launch day, you'll find out why :-)
If you have not already, please feel free to add either book to your Goodread's TBR list by clicking the title names above.
Thanks everyone. And catch you back here for the fun on Monday, October 8th :-)
Gwen and I are partners - Partners in ParanormYA. Our one + one equals two easily. So imagine our surprise when we were casually approached as we sat sipping tea and eating scones - this is all happening in our imaginations, of course.
This strange character, more like a stick figure - literally, not a lick of clothing on the poor thing's lines-for-limbs and body parts, even the head was a wobbly sort of two-dimension shape of confusion - promptly announced, in an uproarious voice, "I'm in a book!"
Tea cups clanged against saucers, drips slurped from the corners of our lips and Cleo the Ghost Cat hissed and ran off to a corner. (You'll understand Cleo once you've gotten a copy of and had a chance to chuckle at Cleo in GIVIN' UP THE GHOST). Gwen and I exchanged glances and pasted on nervous grins.
"Good for you, uh, whoever you are," we said in unison as we dabbed napkins at our faces and the table to clear some of our mess.
"I'm in a book!" The character could do little more than repeat itself. It had no ability to move. Then I realized why it shouted. It had a round "O" for a mouth.
"Who - what are you?" I leaned forward, curious. Gwen eyed the character briefly then returned to her tea, shifting a wary glance mid-sip, fearful of another shout.
"Imina Book. That's me. Self-published. Come to join PIP."
Gwen spat out her tea. She put her smile on again and through clenched teeth said, "I don't remember putting out a call for additional partners. Did you, Angela?"
I shook my head. Curioser and curioser this had become.
Finally, I stood up and helped Imina to a chair, asking a million questions like, "How many revisions did your author do? Did he do any rewrites? How many betas had a chance to read you? Do you not have a cover? Any marketing at all?" None and no were its answers, though Imina had a book cover that it didn't like so it hoped joining forces with us would give it some help.
Gwen and I were sad to decline the poor dear. It was clearly overwhelmed and underdone. We looked at each other, considering our own decision to self-publish NEVERLOVE and GIVIN' UP THE GHOST.
(Have we done all we can do to give our characters full life, breath and meaning; to make them three-dimensional characters readers can empathize with or connect with on some level?)
The days are counting down, publication date coming closer. But as we helped Imina up and sent him back on his way, we realized how it was possible that one + one + one does not always equal three.****
For readers and bloggers, is there something you do or are involved in where you ponder if you're giving it your all? Your answer may be too personal to put in comments, and that's understandable. But Gwen and I want YOU to know that we value your time, your efforts and your willingness to give our novels a chance. And we thank you because you are the difference makers in rallying toward success :-)
Once again we are interviewing Indigo Eady, our expert teen ghost whisperer. Welcome, Indigo! Thanks for being here today.
Thanks for inviting me, Gwen. I'll try to answer all your questions, but of course I don't know everything about ghosts.
Well, let's start with something easy, then. Where do ghosts live?
Good question, but not at all an easy one to answer. I'm not entirely sure. I believe there's an in-between world, between our material world and heaven. I once thought it was nothingness, just a black void, but now I'm not so sure.
What do you mean?
Take Franny Bishop, for instance. She's a nineteenth century ghost madam. She's sort of decided to take me under her wing and so she pops in at different times to check up on me. If she pops in during the early morning, she's usually wearing a dressing gown and her hair is down.
And? I'm sorry, I don't understand. Don't you see? She's wearing a dressing gown. As if she just got out of bed and threw on her robe. And she usually wears her hair up, not down.
Ah! I get it. So, at least in Franny's mind, she's been in bed sleeping? Exactly. But that's not all. She has a very elaborate and extensive wardrobe. She rarely wears the same thing twice. So you see, if ghosts really lived in nothingness, why all the wardrobe changes? She's always giving me fashion advice. I'm afraid I'm hopeless, though. *sigh*
Are all ghosts like that about their wardrobes? Not at all. Bart Bagley, he is - er, was, Badger's dad. You remember, he's the murder victim in Givin' Up The Ghost. He wears the same jeans and pendleton shirt every time I see him.
Hmmm, interesting. I wonder why that is? I think it has something to do with how long they've been dead and whether or not they've accepted their deaths. Bart's only been dead three months and definitely has not accepted his death. Do you remember what happened in the pub snug at the Blind Badger? He was awfully upset. That's why he wants me to help him find his murderer.
Whereas Franny has obviously been dead for a long time and doesn't seem to mind being dead at all. And neither does Hannah for that matter...
Hannah? Who's Hannah? Don't you remember? She's the seventeenth century serving girl from the Blind Badger pub. She's very interactive. Loves technology, which totally aggravates Riley. She's always messing with her cell phone.
That's right - the technology-loving ghost. Have you tried asking them where they go? Well - in the next book, A Ghostly Thing Surprised, Franny and I have a conversation about the Soul Collector. She does mention a community meeting...
A community meeting? As in...a community meeting of organized ghosties? *Indigo nods* It reminds me of a cross between a normal society and....
Hello Paranormya peeps! Angela and I are so happy you stopped by. We have a very special surprise guest today. I thought you paranormYA fans would like to hear a little bit more about some unique paranormya (pronounced paranormia) abilities.
So today I've invited my main character, Indigo Eady, from Givin' Up The Ghost, to discuss the gifts she uses.
Please feel free to chime in with any questions you may have.
Indigo, I understand that you don't like people to know about your special abilities. Why is that?
When I was young, I thought everybody could see and speak to ghosts. When I started school, I found out differently. When I'd pass a message from a spirit on to someone, they'd say I was lying. Then I'd get teased and the kids called me a freak and a witch and all sorts of unkind things. Needless to say I didn't have very many friends. That's why I don't like people to know. It makes them uncomfortable.
Can you share a little about these abilities with us?
Yes. I can see and speak to ghosts, and I also do Psychometry.
Psycho-what?
Psychometry. It's the ability to read the energy or history from a person or object. I'm not very good at it though. Or I should say that I'm not good at controlling it. It, uh, often backfires.
Backfires? What do you mean? Can you give us an example?
Without giving anything away about the book, I can tell you that sometimes when I shake hands with someone, I get a vision of something from their lives, something momentous or important. It runs through my head like a film clip. If that person is violent or has known violence, it can manifest negatively. I have to be very careful about what I touch.
Manifests negatively? I'm not sure I understand.
*Indigo holds her hands out, palms up. Scars of all shapes and sizes criss-cross them*What most often happens is they blister. And I have to be very careful about picking up someone's pint glass, because, *she shrugs*, if they are a big drinker, then chances are I feel the results of that.
What? Do you mean - you get drunk? Just from touching the glass?
*She nods and looks uncomfortable.* I'd rather not talk about that. Badger didn't fare well the last time I...never mind. Oh. Yeah. I do seem to recall...but never mind. Okay, then. How is it working with your new friends? They don't seem to mind about your being psychic.
No, they're great. They don't mind. Simon is my cousin, of course, and my best friend. But when Badger found out about me, he didn't believe me at first. I had to prove myself. The others, Badger's sister Riley and my friend Cappy - they didn't have trouble believing.
I have to ask this. You have an awful lot of mishaps. What's up with that?
*A big sigh* First, let me set the record straight. I am not clumsy. I'm really not. I'm...a coordinated person who uncoordinated things happen to. It's the ghosts and the Psychometry that keep me off kilter. I don't trip over my own feet or anything like that. I'm usually running from a dark spirit or chasing another one, or...*she pins me with her vivid blue gaze* you could help me with that, you know. You're the writer - you could fix that particular idiosyncracy.
*I shake my head.* I just write it as I see it. Besides, I think it's a very endearing trait, that you are, um...challenged in that way.
Please, Gwen. Or at least let someone else be the target for a change. No - wait. That didn't come out right. *clamps hand over her mouth.* I am so going to hell for that. It's just that Badger, you know...
Yes? Badger what?
Well, he's my friend...
Just a friend?
Yes, of course. *her cheeks turn crimson* And I'm always running him over and...well, other stuff. I don't want. I. We. Nothing. *sigh* It's complicated.
Mystery and mayhem teamed with heartache and overcoming. Follow PIP here.
It's that time folks, the moment Gwen and I have been so excited for. Well, one of the moments. This Indie publishing adventure has been one thrilling moment after another. So here they are, our covers for GIVIN' UP THE GHOST and NEVERLOVE by Gwen Gardner and Angela Brown, respectively.
Murder victim Bart Bagley is not content to merely roll over in his grave. He wants his murderer caught and he wants teenage ghost whisperer, Indigo Eady, to help him.
It becomes obvious that Bart’s temper lead to more than one disagreement, but is it enough to want him dead? With nothing but a cold trail and a hot list of “friendly” suspects, Indigo and her friends race to find the killer before they become the next victims.
Indigo Eady is not clumsy. At least, that’s what she keeps telling everyone. Can she help that the overactive spirit community of Sabrina Shores causes her psychic abilities to short-circuit? It’s unfortunate that her cute new friend Badger is often on the receiving end of her mishaps. At times, she is positively hazardous to his health. Even so, sparks start to fly in more than one direction...
For seventeen-year-old Abigail, one rash decision leads to an unexpected chance for redemption. At V'Salicus Academy, a unique institute where she trains to become an agent of heaven, she struggles with the pain of her past, the changes of the present and accepts a loveless future until her path – and heart – crosses with Basil’s.
Basil's off-chance slip of the tongue binds him to a life of servitude to the Devourer, the master of hell. His existence has no upside until a chance meeting with Abigail brings new perspective.
Keeping the truth of their present lives from each other brings disaster when secrets are brought to light and the life of Abigail’s mentor is put on the line.
Can Abigail and Basil save her mentor and salvage their love amid the chaos? Or will they lose it all, destined forever to NEVERLOVE?
Running, writing and reading are my favorite things.
I am also a dreamer.
Have you ever told yourself that "some day" I'm going to travel or write or whatever it is that you are passionate about but can't do right now for whatever reason? You can go for years and years and keep telling yourself that "some day" you'll do it. Too often "some day" never comes. But mine did. I am a former Administrative Manager and Vice President of a successful swimming pool plastering company - until I woke up one day and realized that my "some day" had arrived. I quit my job, moved to the mountains and began to write. Crazy, I know. But even crazier? Is when you get to the end of your life and realize that your "some day" is too late. Life is much too short for that! So the adventure has begun.
GIVIN' UP THE GHOST is a YA paranormYA cozy mystery, the first in the Indigo Eady series, due out October 8, 2012.
Reading and writing have been lifelong passions. It was around the time I gave birth to my forever-love, nicknamed Chipmunk, that I really took writing seriously. After all, how could I teach my child to follow her dreams if I hadn't tried myself?
As a YA fantasy/sci-fi reader and author, I favor the magical, mysterious, the darker side of life...even harbor a secret fright for things that go bump in the night.
NEVERLOVE is a special project spawned from a blog-challenge-turned-blog-opera, the Abby and Basil affair. It is the first in the Shadow Jumpers series and due out October 8, 2012.
Thank you EVERYONE for sharing in our cover reveal. Please feel free to share with others as well :-)
When it comes to the paranormal, it's no surprise there are different realms of existence. Think back to Ghost (if you haven't seen it, what are you waiting for?!?!?). Patrick Swayze's character remains earthbound after a traumatic incident removes him from his physical form. Whoopie Goldberg's character, much like our resident ghost whisperer, Indigo Eady from GIVIN' UP THE GHOST, has the ability to hear those spiritual beings who've yet to traverse over. Unlike Whoopie, Indigo has the added privilege - or curse, depending on your perspective - to see these forms as well. Talk about disturbing images.
But there's more to spirits than being stuck in the living world. Some go elsewhere. In NEVERLOVE, the place lost souls go to is called the Withers. Let's just say it's not a place to write home to your parents about. Some may equate the Withers to Purgatory. But unlike the movie, the Withers is always changing. And those battling it out are Cleansers and Harvestors, an extended "dislike" that can't be helped between heaven and hell.
Have you ever had an experience of the paranormal kind? Maybe some earthbound spirit trying to reach out to you?
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.
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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