Sunday, October 31, 2010

Happy Halloween Black Rose!!

Hope you're having a Frightfully Wonderful Day!!

Karen Michelle Nutt
Time Travel and Otherworldly Romance...embrace your destiny and enter my world!

Friday, October 29, 2010



When I was younger and on outtings with my parents the best thing I could've seen was Halloween costumes on display in the windows or hanging sporadically throughout the store subtly reminding us that magical night where witches did fly-bys on broomsticks, sorcerers conjured up spells to turn people into old presidents or rockstars, and the pitter patter of tiny feet filled the streets, All Hallows Eve approached. Bags of candy too filled the isles, placed there to taunt me (and still do to this day). I have however figured out how to end thus taunting.... grab the wicked little treat and s-l-o-w-l-y peel the wrapper from each little chunker of chocolate until it is stripped of its confines and then sink my teeth into it in a frenzied feast until that little candybar is no longer a viable threat~until it hits my hips. My strong point? Knowing I can take on the entire army of little bars one by one until there are none :) I rule the candy kingdom!

Dressing up whether its for a party or Halloween has always been enjoyable. To become someone you're usually not, be that elegant for an evening or some slum who crawled out from the depths of the underworld in search of a howling good time. It adds zest to your day or night. When I was 6 my Mom made me into a princess. Not just any princess... All right, so there were a slew of us wanna be's out there, but I wore a red velvet ball gown that was my mom's dress she cropped down with a white furry collar {praying it wasn't real} and a tiara (and to this very stinking day I now know where my infatuation with all things that sparkle came from) with real diamonds. That's what I was told and I'm sticking with it. Of course the crown had to be returned to London Tower by midnight so I never saw it again. Dammit. Stripped of my title at such a tender age :( It left me green with envy~literally!
My hair used to be long enough to sit on and almost is again. My gram sent me next door to the beauty parlor to get ringlets put in. Had to be perfect for the party. A day I'll never forget. My hair was taken in a bazillion strands and tied up with rags and was gobbed with Dippity Do~ did I just age myself, yup & it was dowsed with at least one can of arosol that to this day chokes the life from me and left to set. It dried alright~ into one giant freakin knot. Had to have a few of the clumps cut out. Traumatized didn't cut it. My dad was ready to kill the woman and understandably so~

I was of course apeased with chocolate... that has not and shall never be replaced with anything else for consoling me. With the exception of wine :) It's an adjunct.
Anyway, I won 1st prize that night. Fifteen bucks. Trust me, that was a lot of moola back in the day.

As life cycled I had my two kids and I did the same thing my mom did. I made their outfits when they were 3 & 4 years old. At that time 101 Dalmations was the hottest movie out. I made them into Lucky and Wizzer ( I won't tell who was who). We paraded down our street, tails wagging, kids barking until they were hoarse for 2 days to come and my kids won 1st prize as well.
Christopher, Ashley & Caitlyn

I love Halloween. Always have. It's one of those nights that even if you can see your breath and you have a snowsuit on under your costume you know you're going to have fun. The carved pumpkins illuminating the night, the spooky music sending chills down your spine, the haunted hayrides making you snuggle closer to your date, and did I mention the candyyyy??? It's simple fun. It's something the family does together and isn't that what holidays are all about? Hanging out with your loved ones, whether they're Jason, Princess Leah, Lady Gaga, Frankenstein or my personal fav, the Count?
Needs no introduction

Happy Samhain to all. To all wiccan, blessed be. To my editor in chief, Callie Lynn~ happy editors day. Love you. Hope you're enjoying your favorite holiday.
Jaclyn Tracey

Sunday, October 24, 2010

My Favorite Part of Halloween

Honestly, I have to say my favorite part of Halloween is the candy. Have you tasted those dark chocolate peanut butter cups? They’re to die for!

But aside from all that delicious chocolate, I’ve always had a craving for vampires. It started when I was in grade school and would rush home to catch the next episode of Dark Shadows. What that soap did to a young, impressionable mind! It was one of the reasons I longed to write stories of my own.

Ever since then, I’ve always wanted to write about vampires, but it took years before I wrote and published my first vampire story. It’s a novella-length e-book called Sweet Redemption.

Since I primarily write historicals or time travels that take place during the Civil War, my story also is set there.

Here’s a sample:

She eyed him coldly. “Sir, I’m not in the habit of taking prisoners.”

“Sorry, ma’am.” He inspected himself under the blanket. Both his greatcoat and military coat had been removed as well as his belt and revolver. “My things—”

“Are hidden, Captain. It wouldn’t be wise to have them on your person if Confederate troops are hereabout.”

“I agree with your reasoning, ma’am, but where are they?”

“In a safe place.”

He struggled to sit, but his muscles protested, and he slumped back to the floor.

“Easy, Captain. You’re very pale. Have you been ill?”

“No, I...” He recalled Arnwolf and the barn. Had that really happened, or had it just been a dream?

“Now you’re awake, I’ll heat up some broth. You look like you could use some.”

“Thank you, ma’am.”

She hesitated, a blush coloring her ivory skin. “When I took off your coat, I noticed two raised bumps on your neck. I thought they might be bites.”

He fingered the bumps. So, it hadn’t been a dream.

“A wild dog attacked me. Out in the woods.”

“A wild dog?” She shuddered. “I didn’t know there were any around here.”

“It’s the truth, ma’am.” Even as he said it, he cringed inwardly at his lie.

Her gaze narrowed as she studied him. “But when I took off your coat, I didn’t see any blood.”

No blood? Come to think of it, he hadn’t noticed any when he woke in the barn. “I’m not real sure how that happened, ma’am.”

She rose, studied him once more, then left the room.

He lay back, reflecting on what had happened. If the man, Reverend Arnwolf was a minister, he must be a fallen one. Like me.

Was that why the creature had come to drag him to his doom? Was God angry that Jon had left the priesthood? This couldn’t be a coincidence. Hopefully, the man was gone, and he’d never come across him again. But he couldn’t get those glowing red eyes out of his mind.

Satan himself couldn’t have frightened him more. He fingered the crucifix.

You can purchase Sweet Redemption from The Wild Rose Press
Happy Halloween!!

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

October - Time to Pull Out These Favorites

October is the time of year to pull out some old favorite reads. As 'Twas the Night Before Christmas is read in December, there are a few stories I like to read in October.

3. The Legend of Sleepy Hollow by Washington Irving

2. Alfred Hitchcock Presents - Stories for Late at Night

1. The Complete Poems and Tales of Edgar Allen Poe

I love reading my Edgar Allen Poe but only pull it from my shelves during October. Mainly because my friends worry about me if I read it other times. They think it's depressing. I don't think they are that depressing, at least not worse than any romantic suspense with serial killers. Maybe that's why I read so much paranormal romance, I can get all the suspense and none of the guilt.

The Legend of Sleepy Hollow and several of the Poe tales have been made into movies. So you don't have to choose what you want to read or can do both. I have to admit to being partial to the Disney remake of the Sleepy Hollow legend although Johnny Depp does make a good Ichabod. And I love watching Vincent Price. His voice sends chills down my spine.

How do you enjoy your scares? Would you rather read a book or watch a movie?

Sunday, October 17, 2010

A violent and frightening past...

This is a continuation of my blog posted over at the Wild Rose's Behind the Garden Gate blog. Please hop on over and check it out.

To me as a child growing up, insane people were the most frightening of all. One, because they are REAL. Other reasons are plain to understand. Most of the stories we hear growing up are about the crazies, whether real or fictional. People like Lizzie Borden, Michael from the Halloween series of movies, Freddie-Nightmare on Elm Street and many others. You get the picture.

I remember my mother talking about my great grandfather as a child whom now I understand had dementia but as a child her stories of him were fodder for childhood nightmares. He lived with us and she would tell stories of waking with him standing over her in the night just staring at her. At such a young and impressionable age you can imagine the images I had conjured up in my very over-imaginative mind! At the time, there was a song they used to play on the radio that went something like: They're coming to take me away! Ha! ha! they're coming to take me away, to the funny farm where life is happy all the time. They're coming to take me away, ha! ha!

Funny, after all these years, I remember those verses. We used to laugh at that song but deep inside the thought of crazy people with axes scared the bejeebers out of me.

As a teenager and once I aquired my driver's license my main activity was to go to scarey and what we considered haunted places. Places like Byberry outside of Philadelphia which was an old abandoned asylum, the Wharton track in the Pine Barrens of New Jersey--home of the esteemed Jersey Devil/Thirteenth Son. Or just into the darkened wooded roads of my home state and stare into the eerie night.

I recently followed some history on the very places I'd haunted myself as a kid and I have to tell you the reality of these places is horrifying but not in a paranormal sense of the word. These poor sick individuals were treated brutally. No wonder their souls continue to wander the cruel grounds of such barbaric landmarks and hallway.

I remember a movie I watched as a teenager called The Shuttered Room. It was the tale of twin sisters, one of which was kept in an attic her hole life because she was deemed crazy and uncontrollable. The normal twin comes home years later with her fiance and discovers after much buildup this poor soul who she never knew existed. She is able to get through to this poor soul and thus a HEA. Let me tell you aside the wonderfully gothic imagery that movie has as well stuck with me all these years in a frightening sort of way. Funny how something that is technically a medical disorder has ruled the paranormal imagination and created such fright through the years in movies, stories, images, etc.

Here's a clip of an episode of "Ghost Hunters" that I watched about an asylum located right in my home state of New Jersey. A place I know well. Enjoy!
Happy Halloween and a Blessed Samhaim


Samhain's Eve done Hangman & Ghost Hunter's Style

Happy Halloween, Samhain's Eve…almost! Regrettably, my personal life keeps me from posting much this time around but what sort of paranormal writer would I be if I didn’t stop in and share a little something spooky? As many know, I write about Ireland and Scotland and in my MacLomain Trilogy much revolves around All Hallows’ Eve, the night when the veil between the worlds is at its thinnest.

For me, Halloween has always been a simple night when the Earth quiets; the darkness becomes a place willing to reveal its secrets, when many Neo-Pagans, including Druids and Wiccans, trace their annual seasonal days of celebration back to Celtic times in Europe.

While I’d love to dive into details, as this subject is one I’ve done ample research on…it’s not in the cards this year. And truth told, I’d rather focus on humor. I’d rather have some fun.

So, here’s a site that’s GREAT fun. If you’ve already been to it, go back. Take a few minutes for YOU and enjoy your own little Halloween treat. I still get a chuckle when I return. So, click HERE and hang your man!

Love tracking the paranormal? I know I do! Yep, I’ll admit it, I’m a huge fan of Syfy’s Ghost Hunters. Jason and Grant rock. Above all, I love the EVP (Electic Voice Phenomenon) caught during their investigations. One of my favorite episodes took place right here in my home state of New Hampshire, only an hour or so north of me at the Mount Washington Hotel. Yep, I’ve stayed there! Anyways, here’s the video. Very cool stuff. Turn up your speakers! (If you can't view the full video here, click this link to see it in its entirety.)

Learn more about my favorite Ghost Hunters. Click here!

Okay all, I’m off. Hope you enjoyed my post, brief as it was. A very Happy Halloween to you all.

~Sky Purington

Friday, October 15, 2010

Halloween Memories

October is one of my favorite months. It's a great time of year when the oppressive heat from the summer has dissipated and the frigid cold of winter hasn't yet set in. The vivid colors of bright reds, yellows and oranges decorate the mountainside offering a beautiful view for a few special weeks before bare branches are exposed. Walking through the woods is enjoyable and also haunting as the life of the wilderness quietly fades as it prepares for the winter season.

And then there's the fall festivities to experience. Hayrides and corn mazes, bobbing for apples and carving pumpkins. And I always look forward to the food. Pumpkin pie and hot apple cider are two of my favorites. And my grandmother makes a delicious chocolate chip pumpkin cake that my husband drools over for his birthday (though that's in November!).

Halloween has always been one of my favorite holidays. Dressing up as your favorite characters from movies, legends or myths creates a fantasy-like atmosphere where for a short time you can pretend to be someone (or something!) else.

One memory stands out from my childhood of a particular Halloween party that my mother took us to. That year instead of buying the plastic masks and one-piece vinyl costumes the department stores provided, my mother took it upon herself to create our costumes. She dressed me in colorful skirts, fabrics, scarves and dangling jewelry of a gypsy. I had a black wig to cover my reddish blonde hair and for the first time in my young life I was allowed to wear make-up. She had fun decorating my face and making me feel grown-up, much to my father's dismay. For my brother she took furry fabric, jacket and jeans and made my brother into a creepy werewolf. He had fun jumping at people and growling. It wasn’t so much the costumes or the party but more of sharing the experience with our mother that made it so special.

Since I now have children of my own, the fun of Halloween has doubled and taken on a new meaning for me as a mother. I love experiencing their excitement and wonder as they learn about this time of year. Jumping in leaves has become fun again, something I haven't done for a long time. Decorating the house becomes an adventure as they help open the storage boxes to reveal plastic pumpkins, spiders, ghosts and our glow-in-the-dark skeleton, George. And it brings me such joy to watch them dress up in their costumes and play. Last year my boys were Buzz Lightyear and Woody from Toy Story. We kept the costumes out for their pretend play so we kept Halloween going all year long.

Happy Halloween, everyone!

Tricia Schneider is the mother of 3 and the paranormal romance author of The Witch and the Wolf. For more information, go to

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

Six Great Things About October

1. The weather turns cool in the South. After long months of sweltering summer days, the first fall breeze blows into my hometown leaving the air clean and crisp. The outdoors once again beckon and I can enjoy long walks with my family.

2. Halloween. What better holiday for a writer than one where a person can be anyone or anything she chooses? As a child, I dreamed of being Wonder Woman. I thought she was the most beautiful woman in the world and who wouldn't want bullet-repelling bracelets and a magic lasso?

3. Costumes. I still think superheroes are sexy. But my fantasies also include historical periods such as the Regency period in England, the Victorian age, the Roaring 20s and the Medieval Ages. Really any costume that makes a woman bask in her feminine power.

4. Scary Stories. I love, love, love being scared. And the media industry capitalizes on the month of October by lining up all things scary. Whether it's an article in the local paper about why Galveston Island is one of the most haunted places in America, a book entitled Married with Zombies or a scary movie of the non-gory's a good month to be entertained.

5. Oktoberfest. Who doesn't love a good festival...especially one involving great beer and delicious sausage? I got to attend the festival in Fredericksburg, TX this year. The weather was gorgeous and the Texas Hill Country reminds me of the hills in Austria. I hope to one day attend the original Oktoberfest in Munich.

6. Renaissance Festival. Again...who doesn't love a good festival? And this one gives me a good excuse to dress up as a tavern wench.

My list could go on and on, but I'll turn the floor over to readers to share their lists.

Sunday, October 10, 2010

Halloween memories

Hi All! Like most of us Black Roses, I love Halloween. However, I rarely got to go trick or treating as a child since I was usually sick this time of the year. So my mom would dress my brother and me up in our costumes, give us a bag, plop us on the couch and have all our friends stop by and we'd trick or treat out of their bags. It was a lot of fun!! Except I couldn't eat the chocolate, being allergic to it for years. Luckily that allergy is mostly over. :) Now, I love having the neighborhood kids stop by and seeing their costumes. So much fun! And we can dress up at work. Which makes the day rather interesting.

Not sure I have a favorite scary movie. I hate the slasher/gore ones, but like anything with ghosts especially if it's either true or based on the truth. PBS specials on ghost hunting have been known to creep me out to the point where I have had to call someone to come over so I'm not alone. Of course, that was many years ago when I was still single. :) The one movie with a huge creep factor since it said it was based on truth, was this one where this lady was being visited nightly by a demon in her bed. Can't remember the name of it, but man, it made me leave the night light on. It never showed the demon, but did show demon handprints on the lady's skin. EEEWWWW. It's scaring me just thinking about it!

May your Halloween be enjoyable and may you get lots of treats!


Friday, October 8, 2010

favorite Halloween costumes

Hello, there is so much to like about this time of year...the weather, pumpkins everywhere, colorful leaves, candy and more candy, costumes...

I dress up every year for Halloween. My day job is at a school, so I have fun wearing different costumes every year.

If I think back in time all the way back over my life, I had some favorite costumes that stick out in my mind. When I was a kid, I was Ms. Pac Man, with a big, yellow costume made of cardboard. I slipped inside the head; Ms. Pac Man's mouth faced forward. Another year, I was a die, wearing a white box with black dots on it. I wore white pants and painted my face white, with big black dots on my face.

In my twenties, when I was in college, I dressed as an angel one year, with huge white wings made of real feathers. My bus ride home was interesting, with lots of comments directed my way. My husband dressed as a vampire that year, in all black. He had long hair at the time, and it looked really cool, especially when he wore his trench coat.

One year, I dressed as my daughter, who was a teenager at the time. She did a great job making me look like I could be her twin sister. Another year, I enjoyed wearing the costume of an elven princess. This year, it will be a 1950s teenager, pink poodle skirt and all.

I don't know; it's just fun dressing up. :) What were your favorite costumes over the years? -Corinne M.

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

It's the Most Wonderful Time of the Year

Maybe its because I was born in October, but Halloween has always been my favorite holiday. Scary stories and movies thrill me to no end, so it only makes sense that I would end up writing about vampires and demons and things that go bump whenever they feel like it! When I was young, Halloween was all about ghosts and goblins, and a good scare. Over the years it has transformed - schools don't want children wearing scary costumes, if they allow costumes at all. I always felt that there are many real, scary things in the world and Halloween was a way to immerse us gently and with fun, into a not so gentle world. It seems a shame this has changed. But for me - I will still dress up as the vampire queen and scare all the neighborhood darlings on Halloween night. And then I'll return to my laptop and maybe scare a few readers.

Whatever your traditions are for Halloween, have fun and stay safe! Happy October!

Monday, October 4, 2010

Favorite Halloween Memories

I enjoyed Halloween as a child but I really fell in love with it after I had children. My daughters and I would plan their costumes months in advance. We loved making and creating costumes rather than buying them. Once, my youngest daughter went as Pippy Longstockings. We even put wires in her hair to make it stick out. My older daughter was a black cat and my little cousin was a clown.

When I was little my siblings and I dressed scary. Devils, vampires, mummies. And we often wore store-bought masks. But my girls wanted cute. Or creative. Like the Pocahontas costume my oldest daughter helped design from her grandfather's undershirt.

My husband and I would take the girls trick or treating around six and then come back to the house for a party. We'd even make up games and have prizes. The kids loved it.

They also loved the candy. And oh, how my girls loved chocolate, especially the youngest!

I miss those days. But perhaps my most memorable Halloween was October 31, 2007. On that Halloween, I had completed my last chemotherapy treatment for breast cancer and had already begun radiation treatments. By then, I knew I was going to survive. I was bald as an eagle but so was my adorable little nephew. But he kept his Halloween hat on for the picture and smiled at me as if to say he thought I was beautiful.

My brother took the picture and then apologized because he thought I might be self-conscious about having pictures taken without my wig. I wasn't. That wig came off my head the moment I got home from work. I hated it. And quite honestly, I think my head looked pretty damn good without hair--not that I'd ever want to go bald again. Bald heads stick to the back of the bathtub when you're trying to take a nice long soak in the tub. I'm actually very thankful for my hair and try never to complain about it. Having hair makes for a better picture when you're doing a book signing.

Halloween is a fun holiday, but I hope people will remember that October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month. And I'll be posting breast cancer survival stories every Friday and a couple of Wednesdays throughout the entire month of October on my blog:  So stop by if you get a chance and read about my journey as well as some other TWRP authors' experience with breast cancer.

Wishing everyone a Happy Halloween and
reminding women everywhere to Think Pink.