Soul Sifters, a depart from the norm....

I've been fleshing out the plot/character line-up for my newest project and I'm beginning to think that this story will become more psychologically dark than I originally anticipated--- not that it's a bad thing, it's just probably more than the teen genre will allow. I think the strongest dark element is my protagonist's young daughter being in possession of another child's soul and memories---a child who has been dead for five years, and whose soul is eager to rejoin her dead brother, even at the expense of another life.

I never planned on the story skirting the edge of horror...I've never enjoyed being scared, but if this story decides to take over, I fear that's just where it is headed.

To do the plot justice, I plan on amping up the research, everything from paranormal psychology to Jung's idea of collective consciousness. I'm a bit concerned about doing justice to everything I want to include and I'm also struggling with the number of secondary characters I should include. I don't want to overdo it or make anything seemed contrived and convenient. And this is another reason that this story will stretch past the younger readers. The subtle nuances that seem to be screaming about being added to the story would probably drown most young readers.

At the moment, I haven't written a single word of text. I really wanted to have a firmer grasp on where things were going as well as an arsenal of research within reach. Give it another couple of weeks of tweaking and we'll see just where things are headed..... wish me luck!

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