I’ve been pretty tight lipped about my novel. This isn’t because I think people will steal the idea. It is because I don’t have a title yet. I have a working one, but I haven’t found that title that really captures everything I want to convey. So far it is being called, “Where The Weird Things Are.” And it is definitely a nod to “Where The Wild Things Are.”
It is a YA SciFi-Horror novel. I sometimes call it Paranormal, and will probably still use it from time to time. Mostly because people can identify with it quicker. But the reason I want to set it as SciFi-Horror is for a very particular reason. About a decade ago I was introduced to H. P. Lovecraft. Since then I have been enamored with the world he has presented. He is to SciFi-Horror as Tolkien is to Fantasy.
While his work can be overly verbose and strange to read, his ideas were downright creepy and fun. I wan to encapsulate what he started and bring it to a new generation. The theme I really wanted to latch onto is the sense of hopelessness against the things that can’t be explained. We are but ants to the creatures of the cosmos.
The current trend in YA, that I’ve seen, is that the main character(s) have special powers of their own. Harry Potter, Edward Cullen, Alcatraz, Percy Jackson–you get the idea. But for a SciFi-Horror novel, having powers doesn’t really gel. How can you feel hopeless if you have a special ability.
This lead to a major theme in my book. None of my main characters have any supernatural powers. All they bring to the table are their own natural gifts. But they will still be faced against the same monsters the above face. And I hope that fact intrigues you as much as it does me. Think about it. If your skill is being good at baseball, how can you have any hope in fighting a vampire?
Now that’s horror.
Obviously, for the YA book to work, these characters will survive. At least physically. But mentally, there is no guarantee. You can’t fight against the horrors of the cosmos and not be changed.
I’m essentially using this as the hook:
Where Harry Potter meets H. P. Lovecraft. Welcome to the Weird. All magic is mind-bending, soul-shattering evil, and all monsters are out to eat you. Your are a morsel, a spec on the windshield of the universe. How can you ever hope to survive?
This may turn some people off. But if there are others like me, I know this will peck at their curiosity. You feel the peck, right? Write.