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Nothing good happens after midnight. This quote has been attributed to various sports team coaches, probably because they all have said this on many occasions to their players. College and professional athletes, especially young men, think themselves bullet-proof, and chase the next thrill, pushing boundaries. These same athletes got to their elevated status through enormous […]

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Autumn hit like a hammer this year. In little more than a week, coastal Texas dropped from blistering 100-degree days to chilly 50-degree nights. In the middle there, if only for a day or two, is perfection.

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Brevity is the soul of terror…

 
“What was the worst thing you’ve ever done?”
“I won’t tell you that, but I’ll tell you the worst thing that ever happened to me… the most dreadful thing…”
 
Thus begins Peter Straub’s Ghost Story. I don’t remember a thing about the rest of the book, but the opening line reeled me in and has stayed in my brain all these long years. Reading it over as I write this, I still get chills. Turns out, you really don’t need very many words to make the hairs stand up on the back of your neck and send shivers down your spine. In the spirit of the Halloween season and so as not to tax your attention spans, I submit, for your consideration, some pithy portents from this collection of two line horror stories:
 
“I woke up to hear knocking on glass. At first, I thought it was the window until I heard it come from the mirror again.”
 
“Don’t be scared of the monsters, just look for them. Look to your left, to your right, under your bed, behind your dresser, in your closet but never look up, she hates being seen.”
 
“I begin tucking him into bed and he tells me, “Daddy, check for monsters under my bed.” I look underneath for his amusement and see him, another him, under the bed, staring back at me quivering and whispering, “Daddy, there’s somebody on my bed.”
 
“She asked why I was breathing so heavily. I wasn’t.”
 
“I always thought my cat had a staring problem – she always seemed fixated on my face. Until one day, when I realized that she was always looking just behind me.”
 
“Growing up with cats and dogs, I got used to the sounds of scratching at my door while I slept. Now that I live alone, it is much more unsettling.”
 
“As the first shovelful of dirt landed on my chest, I finally managed to whisper “I’m not dead!” At first I thought they hadn’t heard me, but then one of them smiled and said “We know.””
 
“She’s back. HRC.”
 
Ok, that last one is mine. Happy Fall to you all!

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Earlier posts this month broached the subject of Halloween loot. The question before us now is: what is the best and worst of Halloween loot, present or past. Herein, a few candidates for your consideration. Back in the early 70s there was a brief movement towards healthy alternatives to candy. Hence apples. But then the […]

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The medieval poet John Donne wooed his lady by noting the romance of a flea mingling his blood with hers. Consequently, fleas became fashionable across Europe. Plague was not hitherto part of the courtship routine, but every romance has its ups and downs. Since then, many clueless artists have attempted to up-show The Donne with […]

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I woke up on the bus. It was silent, unmoving. I was right across from the driver’s seat, so I had an unobstructed view out the windshield. I was not looking out on the expected scene of night streets of New York City. I felt a moment of dread. I must have fallen asleep and slept past my stop, and now I appeared to be in a parking garage.

It was a Friday evening, and I had had conflicting social obligations in different boroughs. One group of friends on the Upper East Side was hosting several Japanese friends whom I hadn’t seen in a year or two, and there was no way I could miss that party. The other party was a house-warmer for my former roommate, who had just moved into her own apartment near mine in the Bronx. I felt obliged to be there as well. The Express Bus was my answer: a more expensive alternative to the subway, but much safer, and a direct ride from the UES to my neighborhood in the Bronx; no train switching, no riding with weirdos in the night. Since my grandmother lived in a nursing home in the UES, I took the Express Bus at least once a week after visiting her, so I knew how great it was.

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Did you know you can buy a demon on Etsy? I wasn’t aware there was much of a market for that kind of thing, but I learned that for less than a hundred bucks you can invite the devil to come and play in your house. There are plenty available on eBay as well. More

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Folks, you know me by now. I am perfectly ready, willing, and able to descend to outhouse humor, of a sort. My notion of an amusing story can be downright un-bearable! If Friday’s musical entry was more trick than treat to you, consider that I am perfectly capable of putting on my platform shoes and […]

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After looking up a piece by the Guckenheimer Sour Sauer Kraut Band,* remedying an oversight in my “Colorful Korean Meal” musings, I happened upon this first item, since I had in mind the link between kimchi and sauerkraut: More

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When we see the moon, it is by the reflected light of the sun. Still, we speak of “moonlight” to describe a tone as well as a reality. It is the tone of Gothic cathedrals, ghost stories, and dark beauty. In Greek theory, the Mixolydian tonos (the term “mode” is a later Latin term) employs […]

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Trick or Treat, then and now

 

I am old enough to remember when…we kids trooped around our neighborhood collecting candy from the neighbors. We mostly wore homemade costumes. Unless there was an old enough family child, our father was riding herd, while Mom held down the fort and doled out the candy to other little monsters, in accordance with her rules. Over the years, and with our incredible surge in material wealth, Halloween became an increasingly adult event, with slutty [occupation here] outfits and other costumes in adult sizes sold or rented from seasonal party stores.

For the past several years, yours truly has attended an adults-only party, but not like that. A couple with whom I am friends has a house party without the bacchanalia atmosphere. Yes, it is a costume party, a costume party with a difference.

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“Ah! It’s you! My friend Al told me you might be coming. Al is his name, you know? Do you speak English? Well, Al isn’t really his name. It’s what we call a diminutive. Can you say diminutive? His real name might be Alan or Allen or perhaps Albert. Well, it could be a lot of things. We have a lot of names that we cut down to ‘Al.’ There are also Alfred, Aloysius, Albin, Alphonse. Hmph! It could even be short for Alexander, although normally that would be shortened to Alex. Or Alec. Or Xander. Or even Sandy. I had a friend who went by Sandy, although his real name was Alessandro. That’s the Italian version of Alexander. It means the protector of man. Alexander means that, that is. Well, so does Alessandro. And even Alejandro, which is a Spanish version of the name. They all have the same meanings.

“But not Aloysius. That was originally a German name: Chlodovech. Means ‘Famous in War.’ Which the most famous Alexander was. Of course, he wasn’t named that. But Chlodovech became several other names over time, such as Ludwig, Luigi, and Louis. One version of Louis became Alois, and that was Latinized to Aloysius. Latinized means that someone tried to make the name sound as if it were Latin, as if some old Roman had been named Louis.

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There are two major monthly Group Writing projects. One is the Quote of the Day project, managed by @vectorman. This is the other project, in which Ricochet members claim one day of the coming month to write on a proposed theme. This is an easy way to expose your writing to a general audience, with […]

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Halloween, the most anticipated holiday by the majority of American children, save maybe Christmas, will soon be upon us. Ghosts, goblins, devils and various princesses will be running amuck throughout the streets in a neighborhood near you. Whether that’s a good thing or not is subjective. Parents with school-aged children will usually live vicariously through […]

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