There is something magical about the month of October. The colours of summer fade, days grow darker, and shadows take on their own malign forms. Through history, as the world approaches the slumber hours of winter, and fires light the cold nights different cultures gave these days to all manner of mischievous spirits, souls of the dead, ghosts, witches and ghouls.
It is no wonder that October is the month for writing shadowy tales. It is the time when my mind delves into its darker recesses and emerges again with new stories to tell.
Here is a quote from my upcoming book, The Sprite Catcher, which I find fitting for this month.
Fear the forgotten in the moonless night,
Watching, stalking, waiting, woe begotten might,
Shed your tears for the lost searching for the light.
On my to read list are horror tales and short stories. Amongst them, The Ghost Pirates by W.H.Hodgson, and of course my all-time favourite poem that never fails to chill my blood, The Raven, by Edgar Allan Poe.
