God, I love this time of year.
There's a nip in the air. Leaves blow about, and crunch underfoot. The smell of woodsmoke drifts over from a neighbor's chimney.
Horror films and documentaries about horror films are all over the TV, or will be very soon.
This is the season when it is -- to quote one of my own novels, Animosity -- "okay to dwell upon evil and darkness and ghastly, grinning things from the grave".
October.
God, I love this time of year.
For folks like me, it's our time.
Look out.
Heh. I had this line in an early draft of "The Candle Eaters":
ReplyDeleteIt was her favorite time of year. Not too hot, not too cold--and for this one night, it was perfectly acceptable to celebrate all things dark and creepy.
I deleted it, though, because it was crap! Haha But I hear ya, bro!