et nos in mortem
I had such plans for this Hallowe’en season. They have. for the most part, evaporated, but I trust, the day (or, to be more accurate, the night) itself, will, at the very least, put a stamp on All Hallow’s Eve 2014. Let’s be honest — in my head, it’s Hallowe’en year round. So, this year’s not lived up to my, admittedly, recrementitious expectations… that doesn’t mean it’s all been a wash.
Connor’s birthday on the 9th was fantastic and I couldn’t be more proud of the young man he’s become. He’s got some serious yarnspinning chops and he’s a non-stop story generating machine.
One of the highlights of this October has been sharing LOST with him. Kim and I have been huge fans from the beginning, obviously, but this is the first time we’ve sat down and binge watched the whole series since it left us back in May of 2010. Connor is, as we expected, loving every minute of it, and Kim and I are enjoying watching it again, but with the added bonus of seeing it through his young eyes and perspective.
I’ve not watched a single horror movie (yet), but on the reading front, I’ve enjoyed Brian Keene’s latest Levi Stoltzfus novella, The Last of the Albatwitches, I revisited Robert E. Howard’s Dig Me No Grave and Karl Edward Wagner’s Sticks, and I’ve been devouring The Weiser Book of Horror and the Occult.
The Weiser Book of Horror and the Occult is a great collection. Edited by Lon Milo DuQuette, it features 15 masterpieces of occult fiction from such notable authors as M.R. James, H.P. Lovecraft, Aleister Crowley, Arthur Machen, and more. It will, in all likelihood, become a staple of Hallowe’ens to come.
I have put one novel contract behind me even as another opportunity has arisen. It’s one of those aggravating unspoken of projects, of the hush-hush stripe until all the “T”s have been crossed and the “I”s properly blackened, but trust me when I say it’s cool. Possibly the highlight of my short career even. And it means continuing a collaboration with Brendan Deneen, so yeah, cool’s the word.
So, today I’ve a funeral to attend. Tonight, more LOST and some Algernon Blackwood, methinks. Hallowe’en Night will bring a bonfire (in the rain?) and some appropriate poetry, a little LOST and some Constantine for good measure, then to the business, I think, of revisiting old haunts and stirring up some ghosts long since buried.
‘Tis the season, no?