The 3 types of terror: The Gross-out: the sight of a severed head tumbling down a flight of stairs, it’s when the lights go out and something green and slimy splatters against your arm. The Horror: the unnatural, spiders the size of bears, the dead waking up and walking around, it’s when the lights go out and something with claws grabs you by the arm. And the last and worse one: Terror, when you come home and notice everything you own had been taken away and replaced by an exact substitute. It’s when the lights go out and you feel something behind you, you hear it, you feel its breath against your ear, but when you turn around, there’s nothing there…
Who’s afraid of spiders?
Who likes to be scared?
I watched a scary movie, but waited until after Halloween was over, as if somehow this made me safer. I believe it was the third and worst one, according to King, the king of the horror genre.
I know. I know. I am aware that Halloween is done and over with, that it is the start to a brand new month, and Christmas merchandise is beginning its reveal in stores, but just stay with me a minute or two, or as long as it takes you to check out this edition of the TToT.
Since this is about the week that just was, there is a clear Halloweenish theme to it, but this includes lots of chocolate and candy talk and a reminder added to the title, to remind everyone to turn clocks back one hour, if they haven’t already.
If so, what are you waiting for? Did you forget? That would explain why things seemed off all day.
Ten Things of Thankful:
For the chance to be featured early in the week.
I was interviewed about my story on the new website that has been launched for the anthology I am in.
For a chocolate adventure – the best kind in my opinion.
A friend and I went for a drive to a nearby town and to try out the chocolate shop I’d been told about.
I hoped it would be better than the one here that my mom, sister, and I tried during the summer.
This place was all made-in-house, but there was sugar this time. I am one of the many hooked on sugar, I can admit it.
So good I think they would make excellent Christmas gifts – and, just in case the name isn’t obvious, they also sell tea.
For raspberries and laughter.
My friend’s little girl now blows raspberries. They are cute and all, except, maybe, when she decides to keep her mother awake for an hour with them at 3 A.M.
The giggles are new, to me, this week upon seeing her. It’s the best noise in the world. Enough said.
For my “second chance” to be featured this week, about or with my writing.
First it was for The Second Chances Anthology and then for 1000 Voices Speak For Compassion.
The #1000Speak blog asked me to write the guest blog for this week on their website and I thank them for the opportunity.
For Halloween candy.
Sure, it’s just candy, but something about the size of the chocolate bars, makes me think I am in the clear because I am eating less, but I realize, after Halloween is over, the trick that was just played on me.
Well, anyway, it makes it fun and it brings back many memories.
My siblings and I used to all gather on the wreck room carpet at the end of the night, dump out all our candy, and share and trade with one another. My father would stand by to snatch his favourite chocolate when we weren’t looking.
Just kidding. He asked first, most times. )Parental Tax)
For the humorous side of this horror filled holiday.
Without that, I would find it harder to handle the scarier elements. I need a good mixture.
For little trick-or-treaters, or not so little, as the case may be.
Yes, from the smallest to the very big. The small ones are sweet, but some kids find it hard to give up free candy.
When should kids stop? We were debating this question.
Some of them say the funniest things. The little ones are often so polite. The rain fell for a while, but they were troopers.
For not having my house get toilet papered or egged in some sort of a retaliation
We gave too much away at the start, which left us rationing by the end. We eventually had no choice and had to close the door, but a handful of kids kept coming. They very well could have been pissed and returned aiming for blood, or aiming with eggs as the case may be.
As a matter-of-fact, I am thankful I have never been toilet papered or egged in this house. I do live near a school and park. Could be the perfect target for punks, if they wanted to.
For my favourite little trick-or-treater of all
My friend returned, this time with her little pumpkin.
This particular jack-o’-lantern is only six months old. This means she has no teeth yet and can’t eat candy or chocolate.
She sure tried her hardest. I don’t know if you can tell from the photo of the evidence left behind, but she chewed on that Reese’s Peanut Butter Cup for quite a while. It didn’t end quite like she’d hoped, but she had fun trying.
That was one heavily drooled upon package of mushed up chocolate.
I, myself, did not walk with any such thing. I would say zombies are some of the worst creatures there are, even though people have gone crazy for a show about them. I get totally creeped out. Even Brad Pitt wasn’t enough to make them tolerable to me.
Thanks to my brother (music expert extraordinaire that he is) for the strange and unfamiliar Halloween themed song selections.
And, to the departed Mr. Lugosi, you will always hold the place of Dracula and no disrespect meant Sir.
Well, another Halloween over and I still didn’t manage to finish reading Dracula. So, here’s a quote from Dracula’s literary horror rival instead.
“So much has been done, exclaimed the soul of Frankenstein–far more, will I achieve; treading in the steps already marked, I will pioneer a new way, explore unknown powers, and unfold to the world the deepest mysteries of creation.”
–from “Frankenstein” By Mary Shelley