HALLOWEEN CELEBRATION DAY 22: ‘At the Mountains of Madness’ (Chapter 2) by H.P. Lovecraft
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Category: madness
HALLOWEEN CELEBRATION DAY 14: ‘Annabel Lee’ by Edgar Allan Poe
For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling—my darling—my life and my bride,
In her sepulchre there by the sea—
In her tomb by the sounding sea.
–Edgar Allan Poe (Annabel Lee)
HALLOWEEN CELEBRATION Day 4: ‘The Song of the Bats’ & ‘The Fear That Follows’ by Robert E. Howard
Bats flying! Flying!
In eternal night
From the river to the cave to wheel in the twilight.
–Jeffrey LeBlanc (Song of the Vampire Bats)
HALLOWEEN CELEBRATION DAY 3: ‘Shadows’ by Frank Owens
The blackness yawned up the stairs….
HALLOWEEN CELEBRATION: ‘The Black Cat’ by Edgar Allan Poe
This is Edgar Allan Poe’s most horrific work! I was honored to narrate this Halloween classic!
HALLOWEEN SLASHER HORROR: 🔪Yours Truly, Jack the Ripper🔪 by Robert Bloch 🩸🩸🩸🩸
‘Forget the John. Just call me, Jack.’—Robert Bloch (Yours Truly, Jack the Ripper)
Psychic Brain Eating Vampires: ‘The Thought Monster’ by Amelia Reynolds Long
‘There were no marks of violence on the body; only that expression of horrific revulsion at unspeakable things.’ –(Amelia Reynolds Long)
GREATEST GHOST HORROR: ‘O’ Willow Waly & Miles’ Poem’ by Truman Capote, Gene Auric, & Paul Dehn
‘We lay, my love and I
Beneath the weeping willow
But now alone I lie
And weep beside the tree
Singing “Oh willow waly”
By the tree that weeps with me
Singing “Oh willow waly”
Till my lover returns to me
We lay, my love and I
Beneath the weeping willow
But now alone I lie
Oh willow I die
Oh willow I die…’
—George Auric & Paul Dehn (O Willow Waly)
‘THE KING IN YELLOW HORROR: The Mask’ by Robert W. Chambers
“Child’s play,” he muttered, and looked wearily, longingly at me,—as if I could answer such questions! But Jack Scott came in and entered into the “game,” as he called it, with ardour. Nothing would do but to try the experiment on the white rabbit then and there. I was willing that Boris should find distraction from his cares, but I hated to see the life go out of a warm, living creature and I declined to be present. Picking up a book at random, I sat down in the studio to read. Alas! I had found The King in Yellow.’–Robert W. Chambers (The King in Yellow: The Mask)
Jeffrey LeBlanc 