“It is the same woman, I know, for she is always creeping, and most women do not creep by daylight.”
―
The Yellow Wallpaper and Other Stories
Andrea Kowch
There are eight days left until Halloween- be aware because they will creep up on you one by one.
Anthonij (Anton) Rudolf Mauve
I’ve been watching some spooky clips from a series called @shortestblockbusters. Shortestblockbuster’s home is on tictok but I still haven’t even figured out snapchat, so I’ve been watching these on youtube.
My techy shortcomings aside, I have to say I’ve enjoyed these clips, some are a little more polished then the others but that really doesn’t matter because in this challenge you have 15 seconds to make someone care about your story and all the bells and whistles in the Universe won’t help you if you don’t hit that chord with your audience.
I think what made these three so enjoyable for me is that the filmmakers had a focus and they stayed there so after the clip was over you had one single image in your head. Brilliant.
In the first clip, there is a lot going on but the ending made me laugh and want to watch more of these clips so I did.
Halloween is days away and these treats are tasty enough until you can score on THE BIG DAY, so enjoy.
For Halloween
William Shatner put on his own face mask and took his daughters trick or treating.
That is awesome on SO many levels.
RDP Thursday: EUPHORIA
My plastic jack-o-lanterns, the ones with the crooked black smiles
are stuffed with chocolates shaped like bones and eyeballs
and something called gummi worms
which in my opinion
are not as tasty or interesting as the real thing.
My costume is set out on my bed upstairs.
It took me all year to decide on the perfect costume and it came in the mail just
yesterday.
I’m going to be Grandma with a blue wig and wire framed glasses and my cat is going to
be the Big Bad Wolf and my dog is
going to be Little Red Riding Hood with bouncy blond curls.
I do not think that they like their costumes. When I pulled them out of their packages
and held them up they ran under the dining room table and when I walk by they snap
their heads away from me and my dog jingles his collar and my cat spits.
” Where is your Spirit boys? It’s Halloween!” I scolded them.
From their temporary home under my dining room table
my dog turns his face away and my cat- who never has a problem with voicing his
disapproval or anger with me says, ” Probably being exorcised by a Priest- as you
very well know.”
” We will take care of that later, ” I promise. ” But tonight it is Halloween and we have
other things to do. Like have fun for starters. “
I go to the front door, open it just a crack and I make sure no on is outside.
All clear.
I open the door wider and step out onto the Halloween welcome mat with the (REALLY?)
smiling witch ( there is no such creature as a smiling witch, trust me on this one )
and jump up and down on it.
I can hear a the gears that work the trapdoor lock into place and hold.
Oh joy. This is really going to work.
I go back in and as I shut the door.
A tingle rushes up and down my spine and my mouth
starts to water.
Euphoria
bliss,
every single star in the Universe is lining up for me and my friends under the dining
room table
because
it is
Halloween at last
and we are ready for-
you.
