I came to the shocking realization that I’ve taken a fairly passive role with Halloween this year.
As I think I’ve mentioned before, in year’s past I used to write one short story a day for the entire month of October. Since I’ve decided not to do that anymore, I’ve been writing about scary things, not actually producing scary.
It’s a very disconcerting feeling. I feel like I should be mixing it up. Writing stories about vampires, zombies, werewolves and the like. I should be trying to produce chills up spines and goosebumps and worried looks.
Instead, the bulk of what I’ve done is pointed you toward movies that might scare you.
I need to rectify this situation. I’m going to start write scary stories again. I’ve haven’t written a story in ages. Well, I haven’t finished a story in ages. So I’m going to try and write, say, two a week.
They might end up on the blog, if I deem them unpublishable. So you’ll be getting the worst of the worst. Happy Halloween!
I think this will help to beat back a general boredom I’ve been feeling lately and also get me back on track toward the whole writing thing.
Time to get to work.