And on top of everything else, I’m blogging at LSR’s Halloween Blogfest: http://www.longandshortreviews.com/guest-blogs/halloween-blogfest-juli-d-revezzo/
I hope everyone had a good Halloween. Mine was nice, as you can tell, my alter ego did all the work this year. (If only she could help with the clean up! ;)) At any rate, I have some winners to announce. The winner of my entry in Melissa Snark’s Snarkology blog hop is:
Jean MP. I’ll be sending you an email soon, Jean! Congrats.
Also, Dylan Newton informs me she’s picked a winner: Gayle Pace congrats to you for winner that awesome pen from Dylan!! Thanks for coming by, y’all!:)
Minion Juli: What are you doing?
*Night Mistress draws sigil on door* Letting our next guest in. He has a long journey to join us.
Juli: Yes I realize that, but… You don’t have to be opening gateways. (In fact, I’d much rather she didn’t!)
Night Mistress: No, not him. *Mistress shakes head* His friend. Do you really think you can just say hello to raise the dead?
Juli shrugs. I think I’m regretting ever raising you.
*Mistress glares* Do the words “tasty dinner” mean anything to you? *Mistress raises arms* Okay, ready now? I think this should work.
*Juli ducks Light flashes* Did it work? *Peeks through fingers. Sees two gentlemen by the door*
Night Mistress: See now, I told you it would work. *Mistress holds out hand* Welcome, my dear. Thank you for coming,
Juli: Geoff! Thank god. Thanks for coming. *Whispers* I hope you brought help. She’s being really weird this year.
Night Mistress: Don’t you just love this time of year all the handsome monsters hanging about? Who is your friend?
*Juli clears throat* Come to think of it, that’s the topic of your discussion today, isn’t it?
Falling for a Monster
Halloween is the perfect time for some spooky shenanigans and a little bit of a scare fest. We all love some horror in our lives – well at least, I do – and I don’t tend to stick to October 31st. I like my scares around the year. We all know that famed horror creatures; zombies, vampires, ghosts, ghouls and demons. And we love them for what they are. But what happens if you fall in love with one of these monsters.
Despite menacing creatures of the dark traditionally being those who just tear humans apart and bring nothing but death,
Night Mistress: Ah, for the good ole days!
*Juli frowns* My lady, stop interrupting the guests. Geoff was brave—er, kind enough to accept your invitation, kindly let him speak. I’m sorry, Geoff, you were telling us about the difference between new and older paranormal stories?
*Geoff clears throat*. Yes, well. As I was saying, more recent literary works have seen these ghouls find a way into our hearts. Charlaine Harris had Sookie falling in love with vampire Bill, Isaac Marion’s Warm Bodies see ‘R’ develop an emotional connection with Julie, which subsequently helps him find humanity. Even shows like Supernatural have found the means to bring Sam and Dean closer to the demons they hunt. Sometimes, despite their very nature, the brothers even end up empathising for those they seek to destroy.
This is something that I wanted to explore myself, and it gave birth to Pacifier 6, The Shadows Within. Here, the zombie apocalypse is mostly over, with those who’ve survived fleeing to safe zones as a few rogue monsters still lurk. But some, such as Carl and his mother, have decided to stay in their London suburb and try to rebuild their community. Zombies have been pacified with a new drug, making them manual labourers, and it’s commonplace to have zombie slaves building, gardening and even cooking. However, seeing these monsters in close quarters, Carl realises there’s something more and begins a strange attraction to the new male pastry chef slave his mother’s allocated. He knows it’s wrong, but the emotional tie is there regardless of what society thinks.
Falling for a monster is now a common storyline in fiction. Done well, it allows a strange mix of repulsion and compassion to occur. I suppose it’s the next step on from loving the bad boy – I mean, that’s taking rebelling against your parents to a whole new layer. The tattooed, smoking punks of the past are pussycats when compared to the new boyfriends that’ll sink their teeth into you at any disagreement.
*Mistress chuckles* Ain’t that the truth!
Geoff: And whether you like it or not, I think these inter-creature love affairs are here to stay.
Mistress claps* Well said! I do hope your prediction comes to pass, Geoff my dear friend. It’s a about time we monsters receive the respect we deserve, don’t you think?
*Juli grumbles* *Mistress clenches fist* What do you mean, no?
*Geoff raises cup and takes a small sip*
“Ahem, Night Mistress. I do hope you haven’t slipped love potion into this.”
*Night Mistress places hand on heart* Me??? Now why would I do that?
*Juli nudged Geoff* Thanks for the diversion. I’m sorry for the way she’s acting. I don’t know what’s gotten into my Lady recently but I wouldn’t believe a word she says, Geoff. She’s been threatening to add to the staff lately. I think I’d put that tea down and head on home sooner rather than later, if I were you.
Night Mistress: Why do you keep speaking when you’re not spoken to, minion! Do you want me to think you’re plotting against me?
Juli: Nope. Not I. Just thanking Geoff for stopping by on this fine Halloween eve. If you’d like to check out Geoff’s new novella Pacifier 6, here’s the synopsis:
But what happens when you realise that familiar faces still have feelings?
Carl’s pulling himself back together, attempting to cope with the losses that life has dealt him. Amidst the horror of the past few months, he begins to realise that death isn’t necessarily the end; it can be the start of something new, something that has never been seen before. With everyone around him battling to keep society intact, Carl manages to see beyond the ravaged faces of those he once knew. There’s a new creature in the darkness, a consciousness that most have overlooked, and it’s waiting to reveal itself.
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Geoff Wakeling lives in London and escapes the smog of the city through his writing. The Inside Evil, even though being dark and mysterious, was a way to escape the drudgery of every day life and indulge in something a little more fantastical.
With a degree in Zoology, Wakeling is animal mad and has a dog (Beetle), three cats, fish and five chickens in his London home. He is a keen gardener and conservationist. He is also still awaiting the arrival of his Hogwart’s Owl!
Learn more about Geoff and his works at his fine website: http://geoffreywakeling.com/
*grumbles, rattles, bells sound through yard*
*Night Mistress steps out on back porch* What under Earth was that?
*Minion Juli peeks out from behind the door* I’m not sure but I don’t know if I’d stand out there long.
*Night Mistress snorts* Oh, pishaw. It sounded like bells.
*Juli reaches for candy dish* Maybe the trick or treaters are on their way. Which reminds me, you haven’t given us the new costumes this year.
*Night Mistress eyes Juli’s worn jeans* Well, you’re a bum, isn’t that obvious?
*Juli glares* I thought I was supposed to be a bloody clown?
*Night Mistress snickers* You said it, dear minion. I didn’t. Ah, our next guest. Come in, come in, L.A. Would you like some tea?
L.A. Kelley: Thank you I’d love a cup of tea.
Night Mistress: *snaps fingers* Juli, bring her a cup of tea.
Juli: Yes, Mast…er. *Hands L.A. a teacup* Now, L.A., come on in the parlor here. The guests are waiting. *opens parlor door; eyes guests* Oops, I think you’re on, L.A. Let me just introduce you.
Hello again, folks, Mistress was just saying our costumes are late, but Paranormal Romance author L.A. Kelley has some suggestions if you, like us, are still looking for last minute costumes ideas. L.A., thanks for coming (and putting up with Night Mistress!) You have the floor.
Searching for a perfect costume
As I was saying, sometimes you just want the damn candy, but don’t want to go to all the trouble and expense of putting together an outfit. Here are bad last minute Halloween costumes to get you into that party:
- Smear red lipstick on your face and go as a pimple.
- Blow up a bunch of clear balloons. Tape them to your thighs and go as cellulite.
- Draw a chalk outline around your body and go as a crime scene victim.
- Wear a mop head and go as a bowl of pasta
- Grab dirty clothes out of the laundry basket and go as dirty laundry.
- Stick a bunch of Hello…My Name Is labels on your shirt and go as a convention.
Too much work?
You can also show up with no costume at all and walk around the room with a high pitched nasal voice saying, “Kids nowadays don’t respect their elders. The world is going to hell in a hand basket. Young folks don’t know what’s what.” If anyone asks say you’re a well-aged wine.
*Juli snickers* Now that seems like a good costume for you, Mistress.
*Mistress glares* I’ve changed my mind. I think I’m going to turn you into a–
L.A. Kelley: Excuse me, Night Mistress. I don’t mean to be rude, but does this tea taste funny to you?
*Mistress blinks* No, not at all. I’ve had a fresh pot brewed. It should be just fine. Unless….*eyes minion*
*Juli clears throat* Hey, L.A., *aside* thanks for distracting her. Uh, why don’t you tell us a little about your new work, The Naughty List?
L.A. Kelley: Sure, here’s the synopsis:
Something smells at Penrose’s Department Store and it isn’t sugarplums.
Christmas had always been a magical time for Rosalie, but not this year. The new manager introduces idiotic rules, steals the affections of the cute temp Santa, and forces employees into butt-ugly elf hats. Then Rosalie meets a real E.L.F. (Elemental Life Form) named David and gets lassoed into a desperate hunt for the stolen Naughty and Nice List. Now the couple must stay one step ahead of the hellhounds, dodge a murderous invisible demon, and retrieve the List before the world tumbles into chaos.
Murder, mystic artifacts, demons with anger management issues and interfering cupids…not your typical yuletide tale. On sale now at $2.99 for Kindle.
Night Mistress: Ooh! Mystic artifacts and demons? Sounds like my kind of Christmas tale. Minion Juli, get me a copy of that.
Juli: *lopes to library door* Yes, master—I mean, my lady.
*Night Mistress looks at L.A. and rolls eyes* Don’t mind her, dear, she’s definitely going on that Naughty list you mentioned *aside, if I don’t put her in the next batch tea cakes!
Juli: L.A., what did she say?
About L.A. Kelley
I’m the palest person living in Florida and will take air conditioned comfort over heat and humidity any day. Married with three kids, I spent most of my working life in higher education writing boring technical papers, but now concentrate on fiction. (Always with an HEA.) I never clean under my sofa. L. A. Kelley is author of The Naughty List.
Night Mistress: L.A., dear, thank you for joining us tonight. If you could just go out through the front door, I swear there is something lurking in our back yard right now. I’m not sure what it is but I’d say it’s probably a good idea to keep from letting it get wind of something that it might think is tasty! Happy Halloween!
I interrupt this Halloween shindig for a little side hop entry of my own.
It’s that time of year again, where we pull open our closets, push the skeletons aside, and try to figure out what kind of costume we might wear. Many people also like to dig through their collection of movies and choose a favorite scary one for All Hallow’s Eve. I have to admit it, I am partial to the ghost stories, the ones that do more than just slash off heads of Too Stoopid To Live teen girls who go alone into creepy basements.
Although, the ghosts can get creepy all on their own. There are a whole schlew of urban legends to attest to that. (You know to never, ever, ever say you want a bloody Mary, anywhere in the vicinity of a mirror, right?) Then there’s the one about the “stranded motorist at the gas station” is that true? I shudder to think! There are many about ghostly hitchhikers.
And women to who people have “done wrong” Like the famous Bell Witch.
Or the friends and family members that leave you messages from “beyond the grave”. For instance:
See, now those are my kind of creepy story, of course, they’re not always so creepy. There are other ghosts in the paranormal realm, those who come to help out their loved ones, those who just want to keep an eye on them. The ones you might find in movies like the Ghost and Mrs. Muir, The Time of Their Lives, and the romantic classic, Ghost. (Hey, even the singer Florence Welch had one to share with the media recently: She talked about it with The Edge.)
These are the types of ghosts I thought about when I needed to add a little something extra into my series Antique Magic and they show up too in my new paranormal romance novel, PASSION’S SACRED DANCE. When my heroine, Stacy, finds herself perplexed over the strange creatures coming out of the woodwork of her beloved historical gallery, when all hell breaks loose, a ghostly ancestor or two comes to lend a hand. Who couldn’t do with assistance like that from time to time, huh?
Passion’s Sacred Dance:
Battling mounting debt, Stacy Macken is determined not to lose her historic art gallery. When Aaron Fielding appears and offers to help, she fights to keep the attraction sizzling between them from clouding her judgment. He may be her savior in disguise–but can she trust him?
Aaron intrigues her with tales of the Tuatha dé Danann, sworn warriors who protect humanity from the monsters seeking their destruction. If Aaron can prove what he claims, she would give up anything to help–even the gallery he claims is sacred ground. But with her property set to stage the next epic battle, she needs answers. An old family diary will confirm the ancient legend is true, if only they can find it in time.
If the battle is lost, the enemy will take control of Earth for the next five hundred years. Stacy and Aaron’s budding love might only complicate things.
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*Shutters rattle. Mistress eyes the windows* What is that?
*Minion scurries to lock them down* Sorry, Night Mistress. The wind’s kicking up a bit out there. It must be the horses.
From the carriage. Remember? You invited a few famous guests.
*Mistress checks guest list* Ah, yes, Minna and Mr. Rhule. They’ve come good. *Mistress opens door* Hello, dear S.G.! it’s good to see you again. Mr. Rhule, always a pleasure. love your outfit, what is that the Lecter collection? It’s fabulous.
Rhule: Why thank you, my dear. Actually, it’s from the Poe collection.
*Mistress taps nails* It’s wonderful. I have to get his number from you before you leave, don’t let me forget. Folks, author S.G. Rogers has come for a spooky show-and-tell and a spot of tea. Welcome, S.G.!
S.G.: Thank you for having me, Mistress! Today I brought an excerpt from my romantic fantasy novella, Minna & the Valentine. In the story, Minna won’t acknowledge her magical powers because her beloved father hates wizards. Then handsome Evan Valentine appears to ask her help in closing a rift in the universe. In the following scene, Evan gives her a tour of the castle where he lives with his wizard mentor. To her surprise, the castle residents are not always alive…
Upon entering the library, Minna covered her open mouth with her hands. The collection of books spread out before her was larger than any library she’d ever seen before. Sumptuous leather bindings stretched on as far as the eye could see—but the books were not the only impressive feature. Huge paintings graced the walls, and freestanding sculptures lent the library the feel of a museum, although several reading corners allowed for a cozier experience.
“Absolutely amazing,” she said finally. “How do you find anything?”
“Can I help you, Miss?”
A ghostly figure appeared directly in front of Minna. Startled, she reached for Evan’s hand.
“Hello, Mr. Rhule,” Evan said. “Allow me to introduce Minna Westerfield. Minna, this is our librarian, Mr. Rhule.”
“Deader than a proverbial doornail,” Mr. Rhule said. “I’m not offended by the observation, I can assure you. It comes as a shock to me daily.”
Rendered speechless, Minna stared at the elderly gentleman, clad in a suit and tie fashionable decades prior.
“Mr. Rhule was a longtime employee who decided to stay on after he died,” Evan explained. “We’d be lost without him.”
“I had no relatives I wanted to join in the hereafter, you understand,” Mr. Rhule said. “Work always was my life. It has now become my death, too.”
Minna tried to remember her manners. “It’s very nice to meet you.”
“I’m just giving Minna the tour,” Evan said. “We’ll see you later, Mr. Rhule.”
“I’ll be here.” When the ghost laughed, the vibrations made Minna shudder.
Night Mistress: I can see where a ghostly librarian would be very disconcerting…to the uninitiated.
S.G.: It would take some getting used to. *sips tea* Mmm…I taste almonds. How very peculiar.
Night Mistress: No, no almonds. We used only honey, some rosehips and plain old Camellia sinensis…..
*Juli takes S.G. Aside* I’m not sure about her recipe. She keeps saying she didn’t add anything weird to the tea but…well, I wouldn’t drink anymore if I were you.
*Juli tries her best to look innocent* Just warning S.G. About that thing in the graveyard.
Mistress: Oh, yes. That. *snort* I haven’t been able to track it down yet. Never fear, my dear, S.G. I won’t let it get you, but yes, she’s right. You might not want to dally on your way back to your carriage.
Rhue: Is it something to worry about?
Mistress *sprinkles crushed bay leaves around S.G.. Minna, and Rhue* There. Now, I don’t think you’ll have any trouble on your trip home. *hugs* Have a happy Halloween, my dears!
Can Minna and Evan save the universe before their romantic attraction leads to disaster?
About the Author
S.G. Rogers lives with her husband and son in romantic Savannah, Georgia, on an island populated by deer, exotic birds, and the occasional gator. She’s owned by two Sphynx cats, Houdini and Nikita. Movies, books, and writing are her passions. Check out her blog at childofyden.wordpress.com.