The photo doesn't have anything to do with writers of horror, but it is the shelf in my kitchen. My orange for the day.
I agreed weeks ago to a couple of fund raising events at the local historical society. There was an afternoon event where I used dice to tell fortunes for children and their parents. I've done it before, but not for years. I found directions for "divination by dice" online and used the regular fortunes for the adults and "softened" versions for the little ones. Inevitably at least one person stops, and gets a funny look, and says, "How did you know...?" But really, it's just a game.
The evening event involved three people who did fifteen minute readings from classic horror stories in the darkened and decorated Lincoln-Tallman restorations. I prepared a reading from Mary Shelley's Frankenstein, and performed in costume, in the bedroom where Abraham Lincoln stayed in 1859. I had a good time - and I hope my listeners did too. I wish I had a chance to hear the Poe and selection from Dracula, but you can't have everything.
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