Paranormal Wastelands is proud to present the most awesome
author of “Seed”!!
Welcome Ania Ahlborn !
Welcome Ania Ahlborn !
I just read your book and zomg…. IT WAS AWESOME!! I can’t describe how freaking delicious it
was. How did you come up with the idea?
Thanks so much. I’m
really glad you liked it. When I first put out SEED I was worried everyone would hate it because it toes the line of so
many taboos, especially when it comes to the ending. It’s always nice to hear
that people enjoyed the story. It seems like readers have been waiting for a
horror novel to kick the happy ending door down for quite some time.
I didn’t really come
up with the idea as much as the idea has been haunting me since I was a kid. My
first true exposure to horror was sitting in a dark room with no adults around
and watching The Exorcist with my
eyes peeled wide open. I was maybe nine years old, and despite being utterly
horrified by what I was seeing, I couldn’t look away. Ever since then, I’ve
been fascinated with the concept of demonic possession—can it really occur, and
what would genuinely happen if it did? That was my approach, the question I
kept in my head while writing SEED. Whenever
found myself wondering if a scene ‘worked’, I’d go back to that question of
realism. In the end, my ultimate goal was to write a novel that was as
realistic as a story like this could be. I tried to tap into that childhood
fear, but also that sense of fascination, and ran with it.
Did you ever scare yourself while writing it?
Oh, absolutely. I’ve
wanted to write this story for years and years, but I was always afraid to do
it. After I watched The Exorcist as a
kid, I genuinely believed that demonic possession was possible, and that if you
were afraid of it, you were somehow more susceptible to it. There were moments
during my childhood where I’d have a flash of a nasty thought, and I’d
immediately think “oh my god, it’s got me.” That’s a scary thought to have as a
nine year old—the idea that you’re possibly not in control of your own
thoughts, and if you know anything about writing fiction, you know that that
lack of control is definitely present when you’re composing a novel. You may
think you know where you’re going, prose-wise, but your characters will take
you somewhere else. It was a little disconcerting to write about a family that
was spiraling out of control while my own words were seemingly spiraling out of
control. It made me edgy. It made the dark seem a little darker.
As a child, did you ever believe you had a monster in your
closet or under your bed?
Ugh, yes. Yes a
hundred times. I was scared of so many things, especially when it came to stuff
in my room. I used to play the Ouija Board a lot—dumb, dumb idea. I’m still
convinced that there was definitely something living in my childhood room, some
sort of strange energy that shouldn’t have been there, and as a kid who only
has one room to sleep in, that scared me to death. I locked that Ouija Board
inside a chest at the foot of my bed, and I swear, after I did I heard weird
scratching and knocks in the middle of the night, like that damn thing wanted
out. My mother took a fancy to buying me porcelain dolls, which I secretly
hated. I’d memorize their positions before I’d go to sleep and, again, I’m
convinced to this day that they would shift in the night. Those dolls ended up
at the top of my closet, where in I couldn’t go into my closet after dark
anymore. And the dust ruffle around the base of my bed drove me nuts because I
couldn’t see what was behind it, so I’d take a flying leap onto the mattress
every night after I’d brush my teeth, and I wouldn’t allow a single finger to
hang over its edge. And yet, here I am, all grown up, scaring others when I’m
the biggest ‘fraidy cat I know.
Is there any of yourself
in “Seed”?
I’m of the belief that
it’s impossible for an author to write a book and not put some of themselves
into the characters. Some writers will claim that only one character holds any semblance
of them, but I think it’s inescapable to put a little of yourself in everything
that ends up on the computer screen, and if you’re lucky, in print. As for
myself in SEED, I’m everywhere, from
my hopeless, almost girlish love of
If you had a nightmare come true, what would it be?
My worst, most
realistic nightmare would be for someone to break into my house while I’m
sleeping and murder me and my husband. Its strange how, at night, we have these
odd fears that don’t exist during the day. I’m home by myself all day, but I
never worry about someone busting the door down and kidnapping me in broad
daylight. But leave me home by myself at night and it’s all over. I have to
sleep with the lights on, with the dog in the room, with my phone on my pillow
in case I need to dial 911. I’m ridiculous.
Any hopes of a sequel to “Seed”?
Possibly. It would be
fun to visit Charlie in her later years, see what she’s up to, but I’m in no
rush to track her down. I like where SEED leaves off, I like that readers can dwell on the unknown. If I do write
a sequel, it’ll probably be years down the road.
Thank you so so much for visiting the Wastelands! Anything
you want to tell the Wastelanders before you leave?
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