Nightmare, imagination, and my son

No, this is not a review of the newly remade "Nightmare on Elm Street." It's something else altogether.


A couple of nights ago, my son woke up from a nightmare that left him shaking with fear, demanding that all lights should be left on. He wouldn't tell me the details of the nightmare, but he blamed it on his imagination.


That statement made me pause; I had to be careful how I would tackle this issue. My 7 years old son was about to hate being imaginative? And then what, he'd grow up to be a stiff uninspired person? God forbid!!!


I had a small talk with him and pointed out that Iron Man, Spider Man, Star Wars, all his PSP games, were products of someone's imagination. The same was applicable to any number of horror movies and books I wouldn't allow him, yet, to watch or read. Yes, this time his imagination had triggered something bad in his mind, but other times it gave him pleasant dreams of winning or acquiring something he craved.


Over the following days, I called his attention to anything he liked as the product of imagination. Ice cream, belt, TV…etc, were all things that someone dreamt of or saw an opportunity to create something wonderful, and seized it.


This morning, I was writing one of my paranormal romance stories, and he walked in on me with my head in my hands, sighing. This is how the conversation went.


Son: What's wrong, Mama?
Me: Ah, I'm stuck.
After a pause, Son: You mean your imagination is gone?
I smiled and shook my head.
Son: Do you need to create a scary monster?
I didn't, not for that book, but I nodded. I wasn't sure I wouldn't crack up smiling broadly in his face if I opened my mouth.
Son: I'll give you one. He can be as big as a building. Mama, write it down, or you'll forget.
I grabbed my notebook and started taking notes.
After a roll of the eyes, Son: He has one thousand legs. No. Make that one thousand six hundred infinity legs. Yeah, and no eyes."
I pursed my lips, wondering…
Me: Is this from one of your nightmares?
Son: No, this is fresh for you from my imagination.
Me (smiling again): Okay, what does he do usually?
Son, frowning: What do you mean?
Me: The monster. He has to do something bad to be called a monster.
Son: He is the worst, Mama. He is too ugly to look at.


I heart my son.

Home Sweet "New" Home

Ahem…excuse me while I settle down in this new house of mine. Please help yourself to a cookie, they are freshly made.

This is my first post in Blogger after a (somewhat) smooth move from Wordpress. So far, options are easier to handle on Blogger, and I do like the template I'm using :-)
Loyalty runs deep in my blood, but after months of trying to overcome bugs and upgrade problems in Wordpress, I sold my loyalty for 2cents and signed up here. I would've stayed with Wordpress, except I discovered I had to juggle between visiting wordpress.com and wordpress.org to solve the problems I had. Here's the thing: .org is for accounts through a hosting company, like mine, while .com is on the web directly and had more options. Signing up for one didn't mean that you had an account in the other. Yep!
There's more storage space on Wordpress, but I don't think I will need all that much. Besides, Blogger might decide to be generous and increase storage space.
Now, I must go and do some ironing and such, have a look around and view some of the older posts.

J. K. Rowling

I'm impressed.

I truly am. J. K. Rowling had created a world of magic, spells, monsters, and maintained the theme of the book till the end. You can tell I just finished reading Deathly Hallows, the 7^th installment of Harry Potter. The book is not aimed at my age (Oops), however, she really drew me in. I burned dinner twice the other night, so engrossed I was in the book to finish it. I laughed, I cheered, and at one very critical moment in the book, I cried. It wasn't the first time, she had done it to me when a very special character died in Order of the Phoenix (if you know your Potter.)

Love is the undertone of each book, and Joanna Rowling had kept it going, and explained it all at the end in the most convincing manner.

I'm not writing this as a reader admiring an author only, but as someone who had created worlds of her own (smaller, I admit.) I can understand the hard work that went into those seven books, the necessity of weaving all those magical webs together, and the sleepless nights, the too narrow corners she must have driven herself into and had to find her way back in a believable way. And she did it.

There are rumors on the net that J. K. Rowling might've been a one time genius, that she doesn't have it in her to create another masterpiece. I'm not going to agree or disagree with that statement—only J. K. Rowling knows the answer to that one. But I believe that even if it were true, a one time genius is better than never a genius.

Joanne Rowling, I take my hat off to you.

Blackout movie and my sister

Today is my sister's birthday, and as a treat I took her out to watch Blackout (We're both horror buffs, so it's not so weird.) What I haven't considered is her inherent fear of elevators, to be specific, what happens when or if an elevator stopped working while she's in it.

After a quick lunch at Chili's and a short shopping trip to the mall, we went home. I was smiling all the way from the cinema until we reached my house. You see, my apartment is on the 24^th floor. Just as we stepped out of the car, she turned to me, her face all grim and full of foreboding, "You do know that from now on, every time I visit, you'll have to come downstairs to accompany me into the elevator and all the way to your apartment?"

She was serious.

Muwahaha!!!

His to Possess

After watching the trailer for His to Possess, several people asked me where I got the book’s idea from.

The simple and honest to God answer is, I have no clue.

However, I have to say, writing H2P felt right and left me exuberated in a good way.

Stories are sometimes written to express a thought, or a believe, to entertain and, let’s face it, to sell. But with H2P, it was a matter of rightness for me. I only figured it will be short, but beside that, knew nothing else about it. The idea just washed all over me and left me with the desire to do nothing but to breath life into the characters, their emotions, and surrounding.

This might surprise people a bit, since this is a sweet romance and I’m known for my addiction to horror (just check out the other post about Zuphreen and you’ll know what I mean), however, as a rule, I do not say NO to a story. When I get the idea I write it in my folder for “Ideas” and file it aside. His to Possess refused to remain in that folder, it actually never reached it. I started by sitting to write the idea and in no time the story was finished.

I have to face the fact that I can’t claim that I write horror only. Untamed Temptation is a shapeshifter paranormal romance, His to Possess is a ghostly encounter paranormal romance, Zuphreen is pure horror through and through, and Intricate Entanglement is a twisted mix of horror and thriller.

Devine Destines took a chance on my baby (His to Possess) by making the wise decision :-) to publish it and introduce it to the whole world. For that I’m forever grateful.

Martine Jardin developed a marvelous cover that fits the story’s mood to the T. Let me tell you, that cover made making the trailer even easier.

Here is a short introduction to the story.

Stacy is a sweet young woman who is faced with one major crisis without any possible solution. She’s left with the only option of living her life quietly. Jeremy on the other hand didn’t have one—you’ll have to find out whether I’m talking about a life or a quiet one *_*

But when they meet, a spark flares to life in their hearts. Now they have to face the challenge of staying together.

Will they be able to accomplish the impossible? You might think you know the answer, but I’m sure I will be able to surprise you somewhere down the line in the story.

Delivery—sorry I mean, release date is scheduled for May 1^st, 2010, and I can’t wait for you to have a look at it.

That’s my baby.

Dealing with Stubbornness

Check out my blog over here where I blogged about stubbornness, myself, and the story of a ghost.

His to Possess available now from Devine Destinies