Authors want to make their stories, not only engaging but, authentic and true to the setting and characters. Experts say to write what you know―always good advice. Characters sometimes have other ideas. Sometimes they have a strong opinion about where their story should take place. And sometimes you, as the author, are less than familiar with the location. Research via the internet, articles, books, and Google earth can provide important details for personalization. A few key elements in just the right places can make all the difference.
Getting the chance to walk in your character’s shoes, well…there’s nothing that can deliver quite the personal touch from such an experience. That’s what these past two weeks held for me. I visited the Louisiana area, toured Baton Rouge, New Orleans, and the outer Plantation areas while researching for my novel Nowhere Nara.
The paranormal nature of my project took me to some unique and diverse locations in hopes of better understanding my characters, especially Chloe, Nara’s little sister and a potential medium. Our first stop in the search for the supernatural and the feelings it invokes―the Myrtles Plantations, known for its many haunting activities.
Both excited and apprehensive, Tameri and I arrived at the Myrtles Plantation a few minutes after five o’clock. The staff, having departed swiftly at five, left our room key clipped to the office door. Different. Greeted by the other guests gathered on the back patio, our two night stay began. By the time we departed our feelings upon arrival would be both supported and pushing us along our way.
Wanting to grab some exterior pictures prior to the sun setting, we moved around the property with our cameras before dragging our luggage up to our room. Twice, at the front of the house, I had to stop when an intense energy moved through my body. Every nerve stood on end, wired and fully aware. Supernatural? You be the judge.
The main house is divided into two parts. Four rooms with a private entry from the back of the house are on one side of the porch. Two more rooms are accessible on the other end, one with direct access from the porch and the other accessible via the home’s main receiving hall and staircase. A number of outlying cabins surround the property, including the caretaker’s cottage.
Because that there were only two rooms on our side of the house and the room beneath ours was undergoing renovations, Tameri and I had that entire wing of the house to ourselves. As the rules were dictated to us, we were not to allow anyone (no other guest, relative, etc.) inside our room or the foyer our key opened. Okay, I can respect that.
Except…there was something about the atmosphere of the space, not only our room but, the entire upstairs landing. I did not want to be there alone. And I did not want to be there for long. Are you familiar? When the hairs on the back of your neck stand up and your spine tingles―not in a good way? Yeah, so we had a lot of private space—eerie, creepy, private space.
Sitting on the back porch with the other guests that first night, we had a clear view of the glass doors to foyer, a space to which only we held the key. The staff had all gone home. Several times we saw something…or someone…cross the foyer. Hmm. Were we letting our imagination get the best of us on our first night? Maybe it was time for bed.
As we readied for bed, a sound came from the corner of the room. My water bottle crunched, creating an eerie crackling sound. That’s normal, right? We ignored it, crawled into the same bed, both unwilling to take to the single bed in the unwelcoming small alcove.
It felt like forever, the minutes drawing into years while I lay in the bed waiting for sleep to take me. My mind was wild with anxiety, my gut tight with the feeling something wasn’t right and we weren’t alone. And then it happened. The hard press of something laying into me, pushing me deeper into the bed, making it harder to breathe.
It’s not a great feeling and I didn’t like it, but I didn’t panic—completely. I’ve experienced worse. Looking back, I want to say it was a test. A test of my character. I think whatever or whoever was in the room with us wanted to get a better feel for who we are, at the core. Satisfied with what they learned, they didn’t return a second night. That’s my theory, anyway, and I’m sticking to it.
One of the most amazing experiences to come out of our stay at the Myrtles Plantation―all the extraordinary people we met. So unexpected and SO worth it. Not pictured: we saw amateur ghost hunter, Rick Jones (AD Paranormal), in action, as well as enjoyed the pleasant company of Tim and Laura, a fun-seeking couple from Ohio, at the breakfast table.
On the second day a group from Mangham High School arrived. Bonus for the writer immersed in YA! Took us by surprise when they wanted to talk to us as much as they did. Maybe it was the lack of activities on the grounds, or the spook factor of being alone. I get that. These kids were great and we loved every minute we spent with them. Plus, I took a lot of notes. 😉
Don’t they look splendid? Their names in alphabetical order: Aaron, Adrianne, Anna Claire, Briar, Casey, Gavin, Johnny, Justin, Michelle, Misty, Miranda, Morgan, Rachel, Scott, Taylor, Tucker.
Was there more to our trip? You betcha! More spine tingling experiences. Oh yeah! Will you have to come back for the details? Most definitely!
Have you had a paranormal experience? Care to share? We’d love to hear all about it!
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19 thoughts on “Research for the Right”
Loved reading this. Your comment, “I’ve experienced worse”, intrigued me!
Captured your interest, did I? 😉 There might be a story or more I’ve kept to myself. Thanks for stopping in. Tickled you enjoyed the pictures and story.
Oh man, I’m still creeped out from that place! The kids were awesome. It was a nice break from being slightly terrified. 🙂
So many orbs! I don’t recall much sunlight those few days, so I’m going with orbs. And I like your explanation of why they left us alone the second night.
Yes, what was it I read in your post, “Definitely never going back.” LOL I’m still glad you went with me. Can’t think of a better friend to spook. 🙂 And, yeah, we had our chilly, gloomy days while we were at the Myrtles.
Sunspots, definitely ;-). But still…awesome pictures and what a fun story to tell of your time there! Thanks for taking us on the journey! Can’t wait to see more!
I’m detecting a skeptic. That’s alright, I’m good with that. It was worth a stay, at least once. It’s only through such an adventure that fun stories of its kind are created. So glad you stopped by to share the journey with me. 🙂
I’m the most unintuitive person I know so no, never experienced anything like that. Looks like you had an awesome weekend, though!
And you’re probably happier for it! 😀 There’s so much fun to be had without such experiences. We did have an awesome weekend. Thanks, Jennette! How’s the puppy doing?
Orbs – definitely orbs. You were not alone.
Great pictures and amazing detailed reactment of the first leg of your journey. I can’t wait for the next installment.
w/a Jansen Schmidt
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Definitely orbs? That’s what my other friend says. You may be right. We sure didn’t feel alone.
Glad you liked the little story with pics. It was fun to share. Thanks for dropping in. (Queue Disney’s Haunted Mansion Theme music) It’s always a pleasure to receive you. 😉
You and Tameri are way braver than I am, and I haven’t had a paranormal experience. My imagination gets the best of me as it is, so I hope I never had a paranormal experience. I say those are orbs. Great photos. Sounds like you two had a fascinating trip. I know you had lots of laughs in addition to all the scary/freaky stuff. Looking forward to hearing more about your trip!
You can bet we had laughs! Got high on them daily! What is it they say about laughter? Ten minutes a day adds an hour onto your life. We did good. 🙂 As for the other stuff you said, you’re a grandmother, that means you’re a pretty brave lady. I suspect you would have stood a little taller and stronger than you think. 😉 Cheers!
So super cool, Debra! I got some goosebumps reading about your encounter. Spooky!
Good goosebumps I hope. Thanks for stopping by, Coleen. 🙂
Wow! What a creepy story. I had a similar experience at the Stanley Hotel. We are in New Orleans now!
Do you have any recommendations?
What are you most interested in? We saw and did some amazing things, but our focus was on research for our individual projects. The vampire tour was a wash, but the voodoo tour was really interesting. Loved taking the walking tour through the Garden District. We had a printout with info on the individual homes, directing us along our journey. The Ruby Slipper has AMAZING food! So does The Court of the Twin Sisters. Yum! I totally devoured the yam I bought at Sugar and Spice already and wish I’d bought more. Sigh. You can’t go to New Orleans and not make a stop in at Cafe Du Monde. Sooo good! The market place is fun on the weekends, that’s when it has the most to offer. You can fine free jazz concerts in Lafayette Park on Wednesday (maybe it’s Thursday) and in Louis Armstrong Park on the other day (Thursday?). If you’re interested, Tameri or I can set you up with the best taxi driver in town. You’ll love her! So awesome! We’re all FB friends now. 😀
What a fabulous experience… thanks for giving me a look. Love the look of your blog, Debra. Of course Thor was along for the ride.
It was an out-of-this-world experience! You are very welcome. And of course, Thor was there to protect us. 😉