Today we have a fun visit from fellow paranormal author, Gwen Garner and she has guest post for us, telling the problem with being paranormal. Take it away Gwen!
Thanks for hosting me today, Shah!
Shah and I both write paranormal mystery, so our characters have similar experiences. People think they’re freaks and they don’t quite fit into contemporary society. But they do manage to find their niches.
My main character, Indigo Eady, has some serious skills. Just sixteen, she’s a ghost-whispering, psychometry-reading, psychic-investigator. She’s quite successful and has made a name for herself among the paranormal crowd, sort of a celebrity among the ghosties.
She’d never cop to being a hero, though. Strong-armed into working on every case she’s ever been on, her faults are legendary in her own mind. Her sense of fashion extends to jeans and which boots and sweatshirts to wear. She laments her pasty pale skin, which reflects even the mere thought of a blush, and her bubble butt is just a tad bit too big to her way of thinking.
She’s a fast runner, though. Generally propelled by fear, but still. She’s fast. She needs to be, because running from the current paranormal threat is part of the job. And sometimes…oftentimes…okay, almost always, some kind of mishap causes her or someone she knows to get hurt. She swears she’s not clumsy, though. That’s debatable.
Indigo’s true problem is that she is completely unsuited for the job. Why? Blood. The ghosties, in an effort to get their points across, show her their bloody wounds. Indigo is severely hemophobic. That’s right, she has a fear of blood and nearly faints at the sight. It’s quite the problem when you’re investigating murder.
All Indigo wants is to be normal. Check out this short excerpt to see why she never will be:
“I don’t need a bed,” said Badger through gritted teeth.
“Of course not, lovey.” Hazel ignored him and pointed to the open bed.
I nearly collapsed after setting him down.
Dr. Barnaby floated up. “What happened?”
Through gasping breaths, I explained that a demon had shot electric bolts at him, hitting him in the back of the leg.
“Tut, tut, now,” said a Watcher gliding up to the bed. “Everyone out. We’ll fix him up, right as rain.” Watchers always knew what to do.
I saw Badger’s eyes widen as she pulled a curtain around the bed. He could do nothing but sputter.
“He’s in good hands now, lovey.” Hazel wrapped her arm around me. “You heard her. He’ll be right as rain. And now you…”
Franny zoomed up before she could finish her sentence. “Indigo! Where have you been? I was that worried.” She studied my face and asked. “And why is it you’re always covered in blood?”
“Blood? I-I’m not. Am I?” I turned to Hazel. “Hazel?”
“Now, now, lovey, it’s just a few scratches.” But she couldn’t hide the worry in her eyes. If we made it out of here alive, I was going to have some serious self-reflection at the direction my life had turned. That’s right, if we made it, I was going to study normal. Embrace normal. Live normal. No more spooks—except Franny, of course. And Hannah. No more witches or shifters—except Hazel. And no more gardengoyles—except Gertrude and Glomp.
Crap. How was normal ever gonna work?
Meh! I think normal’s not all it’s cracked up to be.
What do you think?
About the Afterlife Series:
In Second Death, Indigo and her team of sleuths escape the clutches of underground evil.
In Ghostly Gallows, Indigo and the gang managed to dodge the falling ruins and free those spirits trapped by the evil spell that bound them to Gallowsgate Prison.
Now in Secret Keepers, even though Indigo speaks to ghosties, there is so much about the afterlife she doesn’t understand. Such as…how can spirits be sick? They’re dead, for goodness sake! But once again Indigo is forced to go where she made it a point to never go: the hospital. There, the mystery of the sick and missing spirits explodes into a frenzied battle for souls where dawn may bring life or final death.
Much to her chagrin, Indigo Eady is a celebrity among spirits. She’s the girl who can see and speak with them. She has a proven track record in helping spirits find their murderers, so it’s no surprise when she’s drafted onto the Missing Paranormal Committee. Who better to help them than the experienced teenage ghost whisperer- investigator and her friends?
About the Author:
Gwen Gardner is a native Californian living in sunny San Diego, where her love of reading and writing led to a BA in English literature. Life is now complete with her husband, two dogs and a daily call from her daughter.
Since ghosts feature prominently in her young adult Indigo Eady Paranormal “Cozy” Mystery series and Afterlife series, she has a secret desire to meet one face to face – but will run screaming for the hills if she ever does. Gwen adores travel and experiencing the cultures and foods of different countries. She is always up for an adventure and anything involving chocolate – not necessarily in that order.
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It’s been a pleasure having Gwen with me today. Do leave her a little love before you leave. X