What Would You Do To Gain Your Own Psi Talent?
Paranormal romances are currently the most popular sub-genre in romanceland. It’s easy to understand why, if you’re a fan of paranormal, but harder to grasp, if you don’t like paranormal, or don’t get it. And yes, there are some readers out there who don’t care for mystical stuff and don’t read it. For them (you, perhaps), the popularity of paranormal romances is, well, mystifying.
There’s a lot of theories around for why the huge popularity of the genre both inside and outside romanceland, and some very heavy hitters have joined the debate, including academics and sociologists.
I think there isn’t one simple answer. I think there are perhaps three or four major, interlocked answers, and a slew of minor, related reasons, that explain the phenomenal rise of paranormal and fantasy stories in our fiction and movies lately.
One of them, I believe, is that the more people feel powerless about their lot in life, the more the economy sucks, or they feel they have no control over taxes, personal debt, personal or national security, the more they turn to escapist fiction. It’s tales of ordinary people discovering they have extraordinary talents and, sometimes, that they aren’t ordinary people afterall, and that they have the power to change worlds, that make for the most satisfying reads in times like these. It’s a subconscious thing, but I think it’s a powerful factor in the success of paranormal and fantasy tales, both the urban and high fantasy sort.
But my point here today isn’t to take all the fun out of paranormal romance. Not at all. It would be fair to say, though, that if I’m right, then the getting of paranormal talents would be considered highly desirable by most people.
When you think about it on a normal, logical and practical level, having paranormal talents would be useful. Think about Ron Weasley’s mother in the Harry Potter movies, for instance, when she used magic to clean the house, cook Christmas dinner for a hoard of people and knit sweaters, all at the same time.
Sure, it’s a flippant example, but consider this one: How useful would it be to be able to read minds when you’re in a job interview for the job of your career? You could shape your answers to exactly what the interviewers were looking for, answer every doubt and question in their mind…you would so ace that interview.
Consider some of the psychic and paranormal talents you could select from:
Reading the future
These talents would give anyone extraordinary advantages over normal people. Couple these desirable talents up with the extremely advanced genetic manipulation done in laboratories these days. How far away are we from trying to deliberately induce paranormal talent via gene mutation or gene manipulation?
Yes, I’m morphing into the fictional world…just a little. The existence of genuine psychic talent is still not something that the scientific world will admit really exists. Primarily, there is a dearth of decent data available to prove that existence. But when you get quantum scientists alone and with a few drinks under their belts, they will admit that at the very fringes of known science, there is some very funny stuff that happens, that they really can’t explain with understood laws and rules.
So step from reality into a semi-fictional world, and consider this: If paranormal talents are real, it can’t be that long before genetists start selecting for pyscho-paranormal abilities. Once geneticists can do it, how long before mums and dads to-be start shopping for ESPs along with hair and eye colour?
If paranormal talents are real, then we don’t have to actually wait around for the geneticists to figure out how to splice the necessary DNA together. Humans have been running their own genetics lab throughout history: it’s called natural conception. But with a twist: If the two parents deliberately choose each other for their unique para-abilities, what genetic traits would the children inherit?
A more interesting question, because genetic traits have a way, sometimes, of skipping generations and exaggerating themselves in the next one: What would those childrens’ children be like?
It’s all very interesting to suppose that if paranormal talent was real (and some say it is very real indeed – that’s a whole other argument for another day…or two), humans would naturally want to acquire such talent.
But would there be a price?
There’s often a price in fiction.
In Big Bang Theory, which is one of the quirkiest and most intelligent TV comedies out there right now, frightening great intelligence, such as the character Sheldon was born with, comes at the price of not just social ineptitude, but a social disability that verges on disfunctional.
In Firestarter, by Stephen King, Charlie’s father, who acquired (he wasn`t born with it) the ability to control others with his mind, paid for that price by giving himself tiny brain embolisms every time he used the ability. It eventually killed him. Charlie herself could start fires, and her ability seemed to have no drawbacks at all for her…except that it was so great it frightened her. It could “get away” on her. Her talent controlled her — by fear.
There is a species of paranormally-gifted people in my Beloved Bloody Time series, called Psi. They are genetically modified humans, designed in laboratories to enhance their psychic abilities, across a whole range of talents. These psi-filers lead a most wretched and squalid life, though. They`re shunned by humans and vampires, alike. They rarely live beyond 30 years of age, and they have little or no social conscience, a product of being raised by state institutions and the shortened lifespan they face. They pay for their extraordinary gifts in spades.
It would be reasonable to assume that real life tinkering with genetics to acquire paranormal talents would also have some unforeseen consequences. Genetics is still a young science.
Would you be willing to risk it? Would you risk your children?
by Tracy Cooper-Posey
Time is theirs to keep. But it comes with a price.
MMF Urban Fantasy Futuristic Time Travel Romance Serial
In the early 23rd Century, vampires learned how to travel back in time, and created a time-tsunami that threatened life as we know it, until they corrected their mistake. They created the Chronometric Conservation Agency, which is tasked with preserving history and therefore protecting humanity’s future. The Touring arm of the Agency offers trips back into the real past, with vampire guides, called travellers.
When Natalia (Tally) Marta, vampire and traveller, takes her client to visit the siege of Stirling Castle in 1314, she is caught and held hostage for ransom by Robert MacKenzie, a Bruce clansman. Rob finds himself drawn to the wilful, stubborn and very different English lady he has captured and the relationship becomes an intimate, highly-charged sexual pairing. Swiftly, Tally and Rob realize their bond is more than sexual, that the emotions stirring their hearts are true.
Christian Lee Hamilton, vampire, one of the last true southern gentlemen, and Tally’s ex-lover, knows the 1314 time marker enough to jump back and help Tally return home. His arrival at Bannockburn adds complications, for Christian finds himself drawn to Rob MacKenzie as much as Tally is. But neither of them can stay in the past forever. To do so means certain death.
An Excerpt From: BANNOCKBURN BINDING
Copyright © TRACY COOPER-POSEY, 2012
All Rights Reserved.
Justin returned, a pixie-like woman with him. The woman looked to be barely out of childhood, with coffee-cream skin, a mane of wild black hair that had been treated to shine different colors depending on how she moved in the light. Her eyes were enormous, innocent jewels of blue. Her hair and eyes were the most substantial thing about her and overpowered her petite and fragile frame.
She seemed to bounce right up to Charbonneau, crackling with energy. “Monsieur Villeneuve! Ooooh, but you are such a pretty one! Just like they said!” She walked right around him, inspecting, and made a sighing sound. “Too much for my little body to bear. Vous serez la mienne ce soir, oui?” And she smiled up at him, her chin dipped coyly, the big eyes staring at him.
“Pritti, give the man chance to draw breath before you proposition him,” Brenden growled.
“This is Pritti,” Justin explained. “She—” and he stopped with his hand in mid-air, clearly looking for a way to explain Pritti.
She slapped gently at Justin’s arm. “You didn’t introduce me properly!” she accused in her child-like voice. She spun on her toe to face Charbonneau again. “My name—my real name—is Volume 89345, File P3445.” She thrust out her hand in the old-fashioned way. “I’m so pleased to make your acquaintance, Constant Charbonneau Villeneuve, the Fourth.”
He found himself shaking her tiny hand in a knee-jerk response left over from centuries before. “You’re….” He, like Justin, couldn’t finish the sentence.
“I’m a Psi-File,” she said, in her high voice, and smiled at him. “Want to withdraw your hand now, Monsieur?” Then, before he could respond, she let go of his hand and spun on her feet again. “Oh, a demonstration! Please, please?”
Christos rolled his eyes. He seemed to be used to Pritti’s swift changes of direction.
Justin scratched his head. “Well, I dunno…we’re supposed to be seeing to yer training, mate. A demo wouldn’t be out of place.”
Pritti put her hands together and gave a little squeal. “Oooh, goody!” She bounced on the spot and turned to face Charbonneau.
“Before he meets Ryan or Nayara?” Christos asked.
“What’s he got in his pocketses, yes, hmm?” Pritti asked, sliding up against Charbonneau and looking up at him with her wide eyes.
“Something important to you,” Justin added. “Something that you know is there. Touch it. You can even curl your hand around it, if you want. And tell us what it is.”
“A watch,” Charbonneau said. “It’s been in the family for generations.” He saw a fleeting expression cross Christos’s face, and added, “I suppose I should say, I’ve owned it for generations. There is clearly much I must re learn, now.”
Christos thumped his shoulder. “You’re amongst friends here,” he added encouragingly. “Well, Pritti, whenever you’re ready.”
She gave a little wriggle of excitement, spun like a ballet-dancer doing a pirouette, and disappeared.
Charbonneau hid his surprise. “Where did she go?” he asked calmly enough. “She’s a teleporter?”
“Teleporter, mind-reader, amongst a few other minor talents. Pritti has an extended DNA profile.”
And just as suddenly, she was back. She stood with her hands behind her back, smiling coyly at them all. Charbonneau almost expected her to toe the dirt.
“Go ahead, Pritti,” Justin said. It sounded a lot like he was trying not to laugh.
“Wait for the wave,” she said. “It’s almost here.”
Charbonneau didn’t have enough information to puzzle her comment out, but even as he wondered, he was hit with a wave of dizziness so intense, it was disorienting. The sensation was very much like one he’d suffered once, when he’d been caught in a minor avalanche while skiing in Switzerland. He’d been rolled and tossed about by the roiling snow, unsure of which way was up, or where the surface might be. It had taken all his hundreds of years of experience in self-preservation to remember to hold his arms around his head, to give himself the air pocket he’d need to dig his way out, when he finally came to rest.
This time, the sensation was much briefer and less intense, and he came back to his senses to find himself on his knees, one hand on the floor before him, propping himself up. The other was still in his pocket. Justin’s hand under his arm helped him back to his feet.
“What was that?” he asked, shaking his head to clear it.
“A time wave,” Christos said, crossing his arms. “Care to show us your watch, now?”
Charbonneau felt around in his pocket, but it was empty.
“Is this what you’re looking for?” Pritti asked, holding up her hand. Hanging from its chain, his watch slowly turned, glinting dull gold in the light.
“That…looks like my watch,” he said cautiously.
She held it out to him. “Check. See that it is yours.”
He checked the outside, then looked inside. It was his watch.
“Check what time it reads,” Pritti said.
“It’s almost four hours slow.”
“It’s actually showing the right time. That’s the time when Pritti took the watch from you,” Justin explained.
“Four hours ago, we were on Half-way station. I did not give my watch to anyone.”
“But you did!” Pritti said, bouncing with suppressed excitement or pleasure, or some emotion that she could barely contain. “I went back to when you arrived at Halfway, and as you and Justin were heading for the ferry, I introduced myself to you. Justin confirmed who I was, and I asked you for your watch, as a demonstration that would make sense much later.” She gave a tiny peal of laughter. “You were sooo reluctant to give it to me. I promised on my life I would take care of it. And I have!” The excitement in her face abruptly changed to fright. “I did, didn’t it?” she asked quickly. “I have returned it to you.”
Charbonneau shook his head. “I do not remember this. It didn’t happen.”
“Not that you remember, no,” Christos agreed. “When you start re-arranging time, things get very confused, very quickly. My job is to make sure those confusions don’t happen. The Agency’s primary charter is the preservation of history and now you can see why.”
- Erotic MMF romance, time travel, urban fantasy story line, on-going serial storylines.
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- Futuristic settings: Australia, near-planetary space. Historical settings: Medieval Scotland, France.
- Vampires and other fantasy species.
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- Pages: 162 in PDF, including front matter. (Short novel-length story)
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Tracy is generously offering an ecopy of BLOOD KNOT, the first in an erotic MMF Urban Fantasy Romance. Here’s a bit about BLOOD KNOT.
Winter, a professional thief who can manipulate others’ biologies by touch, accidentally “healed” her former partner—and former vampire—Sebastian, whom she secretly loves. Her healing created a symbiot pairing between them that neither of them wants.
Nathanial, a sexy thousand-year-old vampire and Sebastian’s ex-lover, talks Sebastian and Winter into stealing evidence that will expose all vampires to the world. But Nathanial is a puppet-master who doesn’t believe in falling in love with humans, leaving Winter unsure of his real feelings for her once he seduces her, or how he feels about Sebastian, the former vampire-now-human whose life he has turned upside down once more.
But the evidence they steal is hot property. The future of all vampires is on the line and others will stop at nothing to get it, leaving Sebastian, Winter and Nathanial with no allies but each other. They must trust each other to survive. Only…can they?
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Tracy Cooper-Posey is a national award winning author, with more than 35 romance titles published since 1999. She writes mainly romantic suspense and paranormal romance, with brief forays into other romantic genres here and there. She has been nominated for three CAPA’s for best paranormal romance, one CAPA for best historical romance, and the CAPA for Favourite Author, and has won the Emma Darcy Award.
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