A Ghostly Halloween_A Writing Life_A Kind of Misunderstanding_The Ghost Among Us
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A Ghostly Halloween
Katelyn woke, though, as a ghost, she no longer slept the same way she did when she was alive. She looked to the moon in the darkening sky. It was almost night. The amount of time that had passed since her death, she did not know, nor did she care, though in truth it had been less than half a year. Every day since her passing had been spent in misery and grief. She missed being alive and found that existing in the same realm of the living, of whom flaunted their beating hearts for all to see, was too much for her ghostly essence to bear. She floated towards the cemetery in which she was buried...
A Writing Life
I’ve been at the same job for nineteen years and eight months. It will be twenty years driving trucks at my next anniversary. I’ve driven all across this country. I've seen polarizing politics, unique fried food, the same damn chain stores all across America. I’ve navigated some of the best roads crisscrossing the nation. I've seen the variance of life, of culture and the subtleties of being. When I go to sleep--the road lingers in my mind. The endless highways and freeways with their long white lines and dotted yellow ones. Headlights as far as the eye can see. I have never taken a vacation. ...
A Kind of Misunderstanding
People usually don’t see the other side. I didn’t think it existed either, until I had an out-of-body experience. Here I am. Translucent to myself, transparent to others, non-living in a world of opaque, tangible objects. Except for windows—they could be any of those three states in their lifetime. Not implying windows are alive, but after last October, I’d believe anything.This Halloween, I don’t need a costume. I am the costume.Speaking of the holiday, it’s a favorite of mine. As a kid I loved haunted houses; the rows of homes lit up with carved pumpkins; smoke machines billowing over the ne...
The Ghost www.onedoor.ccAmong Us
Halloween. Normally I’d be excited. Normally I like to dress up and have a spooky time. Horror movies, candy, haunted houses, and welcoming trick or treaters to my house. Normally it’s one of the highlights of my year. Normally. But not this year. Not after the accident.It happened last January. My wife and six-year-old son were at a New Year’s party with other families that had children. The kids all played together and had a great time all night. The adults just relaxed and had a good time playing a few games. My wife had a few drinks, nothing too crazy, but I didn’t even drink champagne wh...