My name is Lexi George, and I am a bona fide chicken. The flying monkeys in The Wizard of Oz scared the crap out of me as a kid, I don’t do slasher movies, and, to this day, I have never seen The Exorcist. Like the Cowardly Lion in Oz, I do believe in spooks. I do, I do, I do!
If I ever saw a haint I’d break a land speed record getting the hell out of Dodge, and you would never, never catch me going in a dark basement or down a dark alley without a rocket launcher in my sweaty grasp, and an army at my heels.
So, given my craven tendencies, how did I wind up writing paranormal? It started with an on-line writing prompt: Write the first chapter of a paranormal romance and get constructive feedback. I thought, Why not? I love romance and fantasy. This will be fun and it will give me something to think about besides my writing woes.
I’d amassed over 100 no-thank-yous on the fantasy romance I’d written, and needed something to take my mind off the rejection.
Reenergized, I sat down and sketched out an idea about hunky immortal demon hunters coming to Alabama in pursuit of rogue demons and falling in love for the first time. A year later, Demon Hunting in Dixie was sold to Kensington, and that, my friends, is how a major league weenie came to write scary stuff.
To my surprise and delight, paranormal romance has been a good fit for me. It incorporates elements of the two genres I love: fantasy and romance. And, because it’s a romance, there’s a HEA, which I also adore. Have I mentioned that I HATE sad stuff? You couldn’t make me watch Terms of Endearment or Beaches at gunpoint. And don’t even get me started on Old Yeller.
Okay, maybe at gunpoint. I am a weenie.
I love the fact that anything can and does happen in Hannah, Alabama, the small town that is the setting of my books. There are shifters, ghosts, ghouls, zombies, demons, fairies, demigods, demon hunters and demonoids, to name a few. I love the freedom it gives me as a writer. I love that I get to write about the redemptive, life-changing power of love. I love that I get to write alpha males and strong women. I love that I get to write funny. I love that the town is a character. I love that the poor norms think nothing ever happens in Hannah, and everything does.
And it’s just plain old fun to set it all in the humid bucket-o-crazy that is the Deep South.
What’s your favorite paranormal critter, and why?