I love the autumn, and especially All Hallows Eve. The crispness that enters the air, the changing light, the riot of the fall foliage here in New England, all combine to make September and October my favorite months of the year. At this time of year I get obsessed with pumpkin beers and hot apple cider mixed with whiskey, and I keep an eye out for graveyards glowing in the light of an orange moon. I feel compelled to dig up books about New England hauntings, and by extension spooky folklore from wherever else. I balance all such delicious chills with sunny autumn hikes in the mountains, and take copious amounts of photos of mushrooms and other weird fungi in the woods. I have a splendid time.
This year, in addition to all that, I joined the R.I.P. (R.eaders I.mbibing P.eril) Challenge put together (and on its 5th year) by Carl of Stainless Steel Droppings. I’m psyched to make a special effort to read some spooky stuff, and to kick my September reading off I got a fat red ugly tattered tome from my library that contains the best known works by Edgar Allen Poe. I’ve read nearly nothing by this author, and my curiosity was recently poked at by the piece on Poe in William Carlos Williams’ In the American Grain. So I’ll be reading Poe for the challenge, and I’ve also been dying to reread the Sherlock Holmes stories. On the list they go. I’m getting shivers down my spine just thinking about The Hound of the Baskervilles! 🙂
As a point of interest, and because I adore lists of all kinds, I may record what autumnal beers I imbibe while reading so perilously – and I would be thrilled to hear about any pumpkin/Oktoberfest/autumn beers any of you might come across over the next few months.
Anyway, happy September. In spite of the massive heat wave that we have been sweating through over the past week, in the middle of the night when the mist is hovering above the water and a tattered cloud drifts across the moon, it still feels like my favorite time of year. Enjoy your eerie reading!