I think of this quote often these days. I think of the Jewish lives, gay lives, disabled lives, Roma lives, and so many more that were lost to xenophobia and scapegoating and those who fanned their flames, whether out of hatred or political convenience. Continue reading →
If you’re in the greater Concord area this Thanksgiving Weekend, why not stop into Gibson’s and take a gander. They have books, bookish gifts/apparel/stocking stuffers, mugs, Cards Against Humanity, toys, educational toys, delicious cocoa and crepes, and a book by yours truly. You can get your holiday shopping done, refuel in the cafe, and support the local economy (and maybe a local author).
If you aren’t in the Concord area, you can support your own local bookstores this Small Business Saturday (or whatever day you do your holiday shopping). Continue reading →
Hope you all had a great Halloween, whether you partied, passed out candy, binged Stranger Things, went to a haunted house or a ghost tour, marched in a Halloween parade, danced in the grove, or spent a quiet night at home. And who says the fun has to be over? You can curl up with a spine-tingling tale of the ghostly and the Gothic long after all the candy has been eaten and the zombie make-up has been washed away. Halloween may be over, but the dark half of the year is here to stay and it brings with it no shortage of superstitions or the supernatural. Continue reading →
The infirmary at Canterbury Shaker Village, Canterbury NH, photo by Shannon Barnsley, October 2012.
“It was Gate Night, the night before All Hallows’ Eve. Distant memories of the old stories nagged at me. During All Hallows’ Eve the veil between the world of the living and the word beyond was lifted. Our world and their world all blurred together like ink running on a page in my old primer when we schoolgirls would try to run home in the rain, shrieking and splashing up mud all the way.”
The fairies be out that night and they would take you away with them if you were out at that evil time. It is also said that the devil shakes his budges [fur] on the haws and turns them black and according to the old people if you eat a haw after Hallow Eve night you will have no luck (qtd in “Halloween in Irish Folklore”).