Tag Archives: Halloween

Writing Practice

A few days ago Susan at comingeast wrote a blog commenting that she had read an article that nobody wanted to read another blog about writing.  Well, perhaps not, but it’s Wednesday and I have to leave soon and wanted to share some thoughts with you.

Creative writing kit

Some years ago I bought this kit and as so often happens it mouldered away in a bookcase for ages and only came to the fore when I recently cleared a lot of books to give to the hospice shop.

This is an interesting and unusual kit in that it not only has a book with Prompts and Practices for each day of the year, it also has a series of cards giving great advice.  Those on the top of the pile today are:

  • Don’t judge your writing
  • Let go of expectations
  • Trust your pen and
  • Pay attention

Today is November 2 and the prompt for today is “I dreamed..”

So – I dreamed I was in a different place.  A place I had never visited.  The old house was quite scary.  It creaked and rattled and I was all alone in it.

But I wasn’t alone.  I could hear something breathing heavily and footsteps seemed to be coming towards me.  I didn’t know the house so had no idea where he/she/it was coming from or where I could go to hide.  There appeared to be no lights in the house but there suddenly appeared a candle on a table that hadn’t been there before.

My heart was beating rapidly as I picked up the candle and made my way towards a door.  This door opened into a long, dark hallway lit only by my feeble candle which in turn threw shadows of unknown things onto the walls.

I could still hear whoever/whatever was in the house and now it seemed to be following me.  Where to go from here?  Forward along the hallway or back the way I had come?  But where was the person/thing?  I had to get away but how and to where?  Questions, questions but no answers.

And then I felt something pushing close to me and breathing in my face.  I was really scared and jerked awake to be faced by my faithful companion Lotte, who must have been disturbed by my moving around while dreaming.  I was pleased to be awakened and out of that scary place.  I guess all the talk of Halloween and its attendant ghost stories had stayed in my mind and resurfaced in this dream.

“From ghoulies and ghosties
and long leggettie beasties
and things that go bump in the night
Good Lord deliver us”.
Old Scottish prayer sometimes
attributed to
Robert Burns

A Walk Around Brooklyn

“My goal in life is to be as good a person as my dog already thinks I am. ”
Author Unknown

Lotte

I'm ready to go are you?

Yesterday was Halloween and I thought I would take Lotte for a  short walk around the streets of the suburb to see if we could see any witches, ghoulies or ghosties.  I remember the fun my children had on Halloween and wondered if children still had as much fun.

We started as usual walking down our steep street and immediately up this fairly steep path.  Very good for the legs.

Self sown offerings along the side of the path lifted my spirits because they survive on their own without any care from a human

We met this little sweetie with a painted face
all ready for trick or treat waiting for the time to pass

I wonder what’s at the end of this driveway

We saw children playing at the after school care centre; we saw children having fun and children who appeared to be quite upset. We saw harassed mothers and smiling mothers; we saw teenagers going about their business, some looking very bored.

We saw a Bichon Frise being walked by its owner
and we saw a very large dog out for a walk on its own

This pirate was being taken by his mother to various
friends’ houses for trick or treat.  He was very happy to
have his photo taken to use in my blog

The village was full of children of all ages dressed to make Halloween and trick or treat fun.

And then we arrived home.  Lotte fell onto her rug exhausted
after a long walk up and down the hills of this suburb.

These were the only trick or treaters who came to my door
last night.  Don’t they look good?


“When witches go riding,
and black cats are seen,
the moon laughs and whispers,
‘tis near Halloween.”
Author Unknown