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Halloween Haunts: It Takes A Writer: The Legacy of CJ Henderson by Patrick Thomas

Halloween is a holiday steeped in tradition. The HWA is an organization with many traditions of its own. Arguably one of the most important is that writers should help other writers and that those with more experience should be able to help mentor writers who are just starting out or even those who are...

Halloween Haunts: The Betamax Horror by Tom Calen

I got my first real taste of fear when I was four or five years old. It was the early 1980s in Brooklyn, New York, and the night, quite fittingly, was Halloween. My family had joined with three others for the annual door-to-door plea for candy, otherwise known as Trick-or-Treating[*]. All combined, there...

Halloween Haunts: Homemade Halloween By Doug Murano

I always feel a mix of giddy excitement and sadness when grocery stores and department stores switch over their wares for the Halloween season. Rows of rubbery fright masks. Aisles of candy branded to sell the latest movies and toy lines. Mass-produced orange banners and black fuzzy spiders stuck to windows...

Halloween Haunts: Blood and Coffee by Alp Beck

The dimness of the cave made it hard for the old man to see the thing’s details.  The small gelatinous mass was of indeterminate color and shape.  He squinted and poked it lightly with his cane.  Nothing happened.  He poked it again, a bit more vigorously.  Unexpectedly, the mass sprung up the length of the...

Halloween Haunts: What Your Costume Choices Say About You by Jennifer Brinkmeyer

I don’t know how many adults have a costume chest, but I have two. When spring cleaning rolls around, no clothes leave my house that have the potential to make a great costume someday. This is the only area in which I am a complete pack rat. Today I’ll wave my freak flag, and analyze some...

Halloween Haunts: Warm Regards from the Meatgrinder by Mark Onspaugh

All good ghost storytellers know that, if you want to make your story truly effective, turn down the lights. But if you really want to crank up the gooseflesh, tell it by candlelight… or, better yet, firelight. When I was a kid, our Boy Scout troop would spend a week to ten days in the mountains at...

Halloween Haunts: Where Horror Lies by Loren Rhoads

This time of year, when the veil is thin, is a great time to make a pilgrimage to thank our forefathers in horror. Ray Bradbury, Westwood Village Memorial Park, Los Angeles, California Seeing Stars says, “If you had to choose only one Hollywood cemetery to visit, Westwood Village Memorial Park would be your...

Halloween Haunts: Halloween Memories by K.R. Morrison

I’ve just come in from pulling the cornstalks and hanging them to dry. And next week, the high school will have its annual Homecoming Parade down our street. What, you ask, does this have to do with Halloween? These two activities signal, to me, the end of summer and the start of autumn. And they are the...

Halloween Haunts: Horror Writers Association Goes to the Library

This year, for the first time, the Horror Writers Association invited libraries to get involved with Halloween Haunts and help promote the event to their patrons. Libraries were asked to post HH announcements to their online sites, in their libraries, or to involve HH in their teen reads and literacy...

Halloween Haunts: Mass Grave by Colum Sanson-Regan

The Irish countryside is alive with spirits. On Halloween, the Celtic New Year, the thin veil between this world and the next slips. For the Celts, the year was divided in two, the bright half and the dark half. Halloween marks the beginning of that half of the year when the spirits hold dominion. The...

Halloween Haunts: The House of Hallows Eve by Anthony Crowley

The month of October has always made me feel comforted, I recall during my childhood years the local residents of Warley County in the West Midlands would prepare and speak of exciting travelling funfairs as the Halloween season approached. Fond memories of freshly made cakes and toffee apples became a...

Halloween Haunts: Halloween Lost by Kenneth W.Cain

My daughter told me she no longer wishes to go out on Halloween night. This worried me, the thought that our children would never know Halloween night the way prior generations have. For me, Halloween was a day of empowerment. A day when you could be any superhero you wanted. When you could scare the girls...

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