First, if all, thank you Tim Brannan for hosting the Monstrous Monday Blog Hop. When I heard about this bloghop, I was all ready to share with you the first monster that gave me nightmares; the monster in Alien. The scene where the alien busted through the guys stomach was really gross.
But . . .
that was before I meet Boris the Animal from Men in Black 3. I would accept the alien in my home as a pet before I would even look at a picture of Boris the Animal ever again.
It starts with his’s voice and then the tentacles that spring out on his feet when he needs a little more traction; creepy. And, I don’t even want to think about the things around his eyes or that thing that comes out of his hand. What freaky psychotic mind thought this monster up. I mean really. It’s making my skin crawl just writing this.
Boris the Animal is a monster’s monster. Please, view at your own risk and don’t blame me for any sleepless nights that this clip may cause.
Seriously, at 43 seconds, hid your eyes. Ew and Ew!
What monster give you the creeps? Click on the badge at the top of the page to visit other Monstrous Monday Blog Post. Let the nightmares begin.
I will leave the end of this sentence blank in order to fill in the spectrum of adjectives that I will be using to describe the month of November. I can foresee this month being amazing, creative, genius and frustrating, demanding and down right awful all at the same time. But, isn’t that what makes life fun.
Hear is my month by the numbers:
- 50,000 words to write for NaNoWriMo
- 16 chapters to critique for my awesome CP’s
- 8 chapters to edit for my awesome CP’s
- 15 blog post to clean up and finalize – they have already been written 🙂
- 2 Next Big Thing posts that I can’t put off any longer – Thanks Karen & Amanda
- 1 Cool Writing Exercise Challenge – Thanks again, Karen
- 2 NaNoWriMo Interviews – these are easy, I love talking about myself
- 1 Guest post for Mischa at My First Book
- 5 day business trip to conduct a 3 day golf show with 100,000 people
- 2 day fun trip to Xi’an China – I am going to see 8,000 Terracotta Army Soldiers
- 6 boxes to pack and ship to America from China – not as easy as it sounds
Last Minute NaNoWriMo post – these are really different, so check them out.
Editing post – I am going to empty out my cache of editing post for you to enjoy and so I can stop thinking about this for November. I still have some editing duties in November, but when I am writing I need to stay out of editing mode.
- Editing Tip – Pitching a Home Run – it is never to early to start thinking about pitching your story.
- A First Draft: The 6 (Minimum) Steps to Rvising Your Manuscript – great step by step editing process.
- Of Pens & Swords – I try and remember these tips when I am working with my CP’s.
- 7 Words That Weaken Writing – eliminate these 7 words improves your writing tremendously.
Jackie and Dani have prompted me to write a 300 word Flash Fiction piece using the following words: cobweb(s), cauldron(s), jack-o-lantern(s), ghost(s), razor(s). The story can be scary, comical, romantic, whatever I choose. Just be creative! They will pick a winner on October 31, 2012.
Where Have You Been?
I grabbed the knob and pushed the door open. Now, that is odd, the door was unlocked. A cold breeze smacks me in the face as I push open the door.
“No way should it be this cold with the fire going.” I said out loud to no one, but just as I suspected, the fire wasn’t lit.
The room was dark except for a small candle whose light was struggling to shine beyond the jagged smile carved into a jack-o-lantern.
I walked into the corner and looked into the cauldron. As, I reached out my hand, I could faintly sense the warmth, but it was clear, the fire had been out for a while.
A brave spider had already begun to form a cobweb from the top of the pot to points unknown.
A glint of light, bounced off an object lying on the floor. I reached down to pick it up. “Ouch.” Now who would leave a razor on the floor? The razor goes into the pot.
I tasted the creamy sweet blood oozing out of my finger. “Good year.” I laugh at my own joke. But, then stop. My own laugh echoing off the walls even made my skin crawl. Something is clearly wrong.
A draft from an unknown direction swiftly moved through the room and extinguished the small candle.
And, then it made perfect sense.
“Harry, where have you been?”
Never hire a ghost to be your night watchman. They are notoriously unreliable, especially at night.
Ok, so there you have it. My little story in 300 words or less. I don’t know why, but it makes me laugh every time I read it. I hope you enjoy it, too. And, click on the badge to visit and enjoy other Spooktober Fest stories.