Halloween is strange holiday. The root of the name is Christian, Hallow's Eve, or the eve of All Saints' Day. Like Christmas, it has been adopted by the secular world, although it has much more of the naughty than the nice. At the start of the 11th century, the pope decreed Hallowmas to be a 3-day holiday, lasting from October 31 (All Hallow's Eve) until November 2. Oddly enough, this is the same time the Awesome Indies are running their fantastic 99 cent sale on some of the best (and often scariest) fiction available today. What a coincidence! "Because Hallowmas was three days to encompass the Celtic festival of Samhain, which was on November 2. The Celts contributed the great idea of dressing up in costumes and masks."
"Can I wear a costume?" "Lola, you're a virtual person. You travel on the internet to visit new friends in their e-readers. You can wear whatever you like." "Maybe I'll dress as me." We both laughed.
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Capote wasn’t the only author to write in bed. Edith Wharton, who wrote The House of Mirth and The Age of Innocence, preferred her bed over a desk. She would release the completed pages to drift to the floor. A secretary later collected and typed them. James Joyce, the famous Irish author, wrote in bed at night, as did Marcel Proust. But none of these bed-writers hold a candle to Dame Edith Sitwell. She, too, began her writing by lying down, but she not on anything as ordinary as a bed or couch. She chose an open coffin as the place to gain inspiration. Reading the following poem, I think she did quite well with it. (Find the entire poem here.) Still Falls the Rain by Dame Edith Sitwell Ray Bradbury wrote Fahrenheit 451 in a basement typing room he found at UCLA where he could insert a dime into the typewriter and buy thirty minutes of typing time. Was that the precursor of the internet café? This fascinating video tells how he wrote the book for $9.80 in dimes. |
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