I love Halloween. Ghouls and tools. The spirit world. Ghosts and spooky goblin like stuff. The season, the chill in the air, the candy, the candy, Snicker Bars, the candy, Heath bars, candy corn and the candy. But since I don’t want diabetes in my future, I guess relishing the autumn chill and hanging at home with the lights down low and pumpkins all alight will do the trick.
But as we draw closer to Halloween, I think I’m done with my book. This week has been so insanely productive, I feel like I’m existing on some kind of drug. You know– the feeling of dipping into this creative well that comes from nowhere – and you just create and create without judgement? That’s how it’s been for me so far this week. I had Jury Duty yesterday, and the entire day was filled with writing outlines and projects – ideas for my next novel (a sci-fi satire – along the lines of Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy), plus plotting out a business plan to keep my writing going while beginning to work on the prospect of being a writing coach. (I was never called on a panel, so the wait time gave me this lovely day of going gangbusters in my notebook.)
So, as the trick or treaters knock on my door, as November 1st rolls around, heading closer to my self imposed deadline, I’m a happy camper.
Now pass me a Snickers.