October is behind us, but my folks and I are still celebrating Halloween. When you write spooky stories and dark fantasy, every day is Halloween! My family and I had a wonderful if windy Halloween night and a cool and cozy Halloweekend (I may have invented that word?). Also, the book sale in Salem went splendidly, outside of having to cancel on Sunday, as the weather turned rainy and outdoor market+books+rain doesn’t make a fun equation. I sold out one title and had to run to a friend’s store to buy some extra copies – and then sold some of those! Also, for the first time, I carved a pumpkin jack o’ lantern. Till now, I decided to go old-school for Halloween and carve turnips for the darkest night of the year, the way my Irish ancestors had done for ages. Now I can see why, when the more recent levels of the family tree emigrated to the United States, they decided to carve pumpkins instead! I might have developed an arm for hollowing turnips with a melon baller, but it can still feel like hollowing out a rock.

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