Coffee and Contemplation: Halloween Remembrance Day

This is a thing I made up. Instead of celebrating Valentine’s Day, I celebrate Halloween again. Both holidays involve candy so it kind of works. The idea came about a couple years ago. I knew several people who, even if they had partners, they hated Valentine’s Day and everything about it. They also all enjoyed Halloween over every other holiday. It seemed like a good idea at the time. Will it catch on and become a big thing? I don’t know. That’s not my goal. The main purpose is to give people something else to celebrate that maybe doesn’t make them feel awful for not have a romantic partner.

It’s rumored that more breakups occur on February 14th than any other day of the year with New Year’s Eve being a close second. I don’t know if there are any real statistics for this. I’ve never bothered to research. Some Latin American countries know the day as Día del Amor y la Amistad (the day of love and friendship). It’s isn’t just about lovers but showing gratitude towards friends as well. So why now show your love for your favorite holiday with your friends and celebrate Halloween Remembrance Day? Dress up or don’t. Eat candy or don’t. Have a feast with friends. Or watch horror movies with a Valentine’s theme. There are many fun, creative ways to celebrate Halloween Remembrance Day. Enjoy!

Hellpets – Part 6

Read Part 5


            “Hi Haura.”

            “What do you want Hinn?”

            “Just sayin’ hi.”

            “Can’t you see I’m napping?”

            “But you’re talking. You wouldn’t talk if you were asleep.”

            I tried ignoring him hoping he’d go away.

            “I know you didn’t fall asleep that fast.”

            “Do you need something Hound?”

           “It’s so boring around here.”

            “Try a nap.”

            “I wanna run around. I have a lot of energy. In Hell, I could run all over. I would chase demons and Hellbats and Hellbears and human souls. Earth is stupid.”

            “Congratulations! You’ve learned the secret.”

            “What secret?”

            “Earth is boring.”

            “I wish I knew that before accepting this assignment. Hey! What was it like the first time you came to Earth?”

            “Quieter.”

            “You mean people didn’t talk as much?”

            “I mean there weren’t any annoying Hellhounds asking a lot of questions.”

            “Now you’re just being rude.”

            “Don’t care.”

            “Since we’re working together, we should try not being rude to each other.”

            “Still don’t care.”

            “I’m sorry this is all new to me. I haven’t been up here for 200 years. I’m not jaded like you.”

            “I’m not jaded. I’m used to how things work here. I know my job and I’m good at it. I know when I need to work and when I can take a nap. And right now, is nap time. So, get away from me and let me SLEEP!”

            “That’s a scary face.”

            “Do you ever shut up!?”

            “You seem really upset. I’ll just go watch some TV and let you rest.”

            I didn’t think he’d ever leave. Why do I have to put up with this guy?

            “Hey! We should get our human to buy some of these treats they have on the TV!”

            “I WILL TEAR YOUR SKIN OFF AND EAT YOU INTESTINE IF YOU DON’T SHUT UP AND LET ME SLEEP!”

            “Um…okay.”

            Finally, some silence.

            “I’ll ask you about it later.”

            “BY THE WRATH OF LILITH, I WILL END YOU!”


Part 7 coming November 13.

Spooky Poetry: And the Moon Wept

The brick walls in the alley
Bounced the sound around
Echoes – 
The bullet was a .357 magnum
It released from a
Double action silver plated
Colt Python Revolver
A custom bullet
Pure silver – 
It spiraled through the air
Chased by flames and smoke
Fading into nothing
As the bullet advanced
Glistening with moonlight
The full moon so bright
Illuminating the alley
To look like day – 
The beast’s breath steamed
From the cold air
Out from its snarling mouth
It turned to see
The silver bullet approach
No time to move – 
The bullet spiraled into
Fur and muscle
No pain at first
Then the burning of
Hot metal on skin
The burning radiating out – 
As gunshot echoes dispersed
They were followed by
A howl or a scream
The beast fell back
Clutching its furry chest
With a thud –
The fur shrank away
Revealing a pale man
Steam rising from his face
He looked at the blood
On his hand and chest – 
He cracked with laughter
The laughs ricocheting 
Through the alley
Then it stopped
As fast as it started
The steam evaporated

Previously unpublished.