So I’m working on a ghost story. I went on a night walk the other day and spooked myself out. This was all preparation, of course, for the ghost story.
I love ghost stories, scary stories, gothic stories. One time my dad bought me a book of ancient ghost stories from around the world and I read the whole thing. I remember something about a monkey hand in a fortune teller shop and a woman in a window and gypsies in a dirt street. I am seeing their dangling earrings and hearing their “tinkling” feet.
Anyway, aren’t cats really creepy, especially near Halloween?
“I wish I could write as mysterious as a cat.”