Wow, October went by so fast! This whole year has, for me anyway. Aside from working on my book, I've not done too much else worth noting.
Halloween was fun though. I spent the night before cleaning out four big pumpkins, but got only one of them actually carved :P We spent the afternoon making spooky sugar cookies and preparing the costume for my oldest son’s first year of trick or treating. He went as a wolf, wish I had a pic on my computer to share. Too cute! Nana and I tried to make homemade face paint, but when that turned out to be a goopy mess of 'what-did-I-just-put-on-my-kid's-face?' I decided that markers and my eye shadow was a better option. The rest went pretty smoothly and by the end of the night, my son was asking 'more Halloween?' My legs are still hurting from all the walking we did, but at least he enjoyed himself. And I have to admit, I did too.
I’ve been doing a little reading lately. I’m currently working on Abraham Lincoln Vampire Hunter by Seth Grahame-Smith. It’s written in a style that I’ve not seen before and just that style makes it a slower read for me. Not that it’s been confusing, but I have to read a more leisurely speed to take it all in. It’s been interesting so far and I’m almost halfway through.
I’m also reading Clockwise by Elle Strauss, which has been fun reading so far. I picked it up at first because I was having some trouble getting into the mind of a seventeen year old in my own writing and was looking for a refresher into the thoughts and emotions of a teen. At twenty-four, nearly twenty-five, I suppose that’s to be expected at times.
For me, it’s not always as simple as thinking back to when I was seventeen, for a few reasons. One of which being that I was hit by a van at fifteen and some of my memories are a bit hazy. It’s not that I can’t remember things and events from back then, but now most of them are little more than scenes in my head and have lost a lot of the emotional depth from them. And what is a teenager, if not a tangled ball of emotions? I know I was, I just can’t feel it the same when thinking back.
After seeing so much about Frankenstorm on the news, I’ve been feeling especially grateful and blessed for my family and my safety. While there is nothing I can do for those who have lost their homes and their loved ones, my heart and my prayers go out to them.