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Ritually ruined

Wait, what? November in two weeks?

I usually don’t have a hard time remembering that Halloween and Nanowrimo come smacking me in the face hand-in-hand. But with the past couple of months flying by (seriously, is this because I turned twenty-eight? That is so unfair!) I find myself sort of… lost in time.

For example, by now I would have:

  • Decorated for Halloween at home (October 1st!)
  • Decorated for Halloween at work (first work day of October)
  • Picked out a Halloween costume
  • Watched at least three black-and-white horrors or Halloween movies (I’ve only seen one – Nosferatu!)
  • Plotted out points for the Nano novel
  • Attended or planned to attend at least one ghost walk and one cemetery tour

Now, I don’t even know if I’m nano-ing, Halloween-ing or even ghost walk-ing! And you know what? I’m kind of okay with that. Maybe, instead of making use of the season, I’ll just let the season do its thing on its own, and enjoy it along the way.

Then again, that could be the cold medicine talking…

 


Returning with snow

Hello, world.

I know that it’s been a while since I’ve posted. It’s been a long few weeks. There’s been some family tragedy and some professional uncertainty and some personal hardships to overcome all at once. But, what’s life without a little bit of black pepper in the spread? It can’t all be salt. Or sugar. (I don’t like pepper much and to be honest, I don’t suppose I like salt much either. Now you know.)

The positive outcome of everything is the inspiration I have been charged with. Between witnessing (and battling) loss and being in the presence of several creative individuals, I feel the incessant need to create right now. While I was away, I purchased my very first Moleskin (crazy, right?), started a new knitting project and took part in some seasonal festiveness. (Normally, I’m very much Miss. Christmas, but this year I’m finding it hard to get into the season.)

I just encountered a beautifully-written blog post by writer Sean Ferrell that I need to share. It’s your basic light-at-the-end-of-the-tunnel advice, but so much more. I’d have to say that it is fitting for anyone out there who works within a creative field. Or, perhaps, anyone at all.

I hope that the awesomeness of December is treating everyone wonderfully! We have some beautiful snow and mild weather right now; one could not ask for more. I have a good chunk of my Christmas shopping finished – how is yours coming along?

Peace!


Back from the dead

I know, I know. I really need to craft a post about the awesome trip I had to the west coast. But for now, I thought you’d just like to know that I’m alive!

I have been ridiculously sick for the past three weeks. It’s been cutting into work productivity and general brain functionality. Even worse, it’s even destroyed the possibility of my annual ghost and cemetery walks! The horror!

The one thing I miss the most about cable is being able to flip through the channels at this time of the year and be bombarded with seasonal programming – classic black-and-white horrors, cheesy themed commercials, Halloween-inspired television episodes. What’s not to love?

I haven’t decided whether or not to dress up and go out this weekend. It will probably depend on how I’m feeling by that point! What do you normally spend your Halloween doing?

I hope you have a spooky week, and to all of my Indian friends out there – happy Diwali!


On cometh the seasons of death

I woke up this morning suddenly very concerned about how I don’t have the beanies and toques knitted that I wanted to wear this fall. As I traipsed (okay, I’m lying… it was more like stumbled) into the morning air, I could swear that it smelled like autumn.

I love autumn. I love it, I love it, I love it. The older I get, the more I adore it – the way it smells, the way it looks, the inexplicable feeling of peace that it instills in me. Fall means golden leaves, pumpkin spice lattes and Halloween, which still attracts the most creative and intrigued side of me.

It’s August 8th, and autumn is so close I can taste it! (Side note: a friend of mine laughed at me when I told her about my love for fall and winter. She said I loved the “seasons of death,” ergo my post title.)

On a more summery note, I promise that I’m taking advantage of the sun as much as I can. I’ve never loved the sun as much as I do now – in fact, I used to hide from it as a child. I’m often at the beach or on the water with Chris (though this weekend I spent most of my time shopping with my friend Carla:)

(She is blurred for anonymity of course – not because my iPhone is a bad camera. Honest.)

We also came across a closed and arguably “dead” store front that was littered with creepy headless child mannequins. I felt the need to share this excellence with you:

Hope you’re having a fantastic Monday! Drop me a comment so that I know who’s stopping by.