It's dark and chill, a low layer of mist swirling around moldering gravestones. An aura of menace permeates everything: something bad is going to happen here, to this skinny, pale teenage girl who has no business being in an Italian cemetery at night.
A vampire looms up out of the darkness in all of his traditional glory--fangs, cape, viciously seductive face. Smiling wickedly, he leans in for the kill and...
She sighs and tases him.
Wait, what? This is the point in the daydream that I suddenly sat up in bed, frowning. Why on earth did she tase him? Why not stake him? Because let's say she was there on purpose--why keep a vampire alive? And, if you were to keep a vampire alive, how would you then prevent said vampire from killing anymore?
And that, dear friends, is how the idea for Paranormalcy started. It spiraled out from there as I figured out just who Evie was, where she worked, and that vampires had very little to do with anything, after all. The whole thing was, quite frankly, a blast to write; who doesn't love Tasers?
If you write, where do your ideas come from? Do you start with a scene? A character? A premise? Or do you have some ridiculous trigger that demands you spin a story out of it?
(I promise this blog is not all about Para, really! Usually it's just plain nonsense. But Natalie suggested people might be interested where the idea came from. And if you weren't, well, yell at me in the comments and I'll tell you a joke, instead. Coming tomorrow: I answer all of the people who click over to my blog looking for Revenge Poetry*.)
*Note to self: Buy dagger to lift dramatically in the air, because any blog post on revenge poetry pretty much requires brandishing sharp, deadly things.