Thursday, October 30, 2008
i, for one, would rather see the great pumpkin
Not to rain on anyone’s Halloween parade, but I won’t mind turning the corner toward Thanksgiving this weekend. Because I do think it’s funny that once a year, my neighbors put what looks like decomposed humans on their porches and tombstones in their yards. (At least it doesn’t smell like a morgue.)
I can’t help wishing for some sort of antipodal holiday, maybe at the end of April, when we put art displays on the fronts of our houses, or statues (not corpses) leaning toward the sidewalks. Take an after-dinner walk and see the neighbors’ tribute to Renoir, or a Rodin sculpture, or an enormous Monet waterlily.
That would make up for it. (And no, the grotesque inflatable Santas we’ll be seeing in a few weeks… they don’t count.)
Nanowrimo begins in less than two days: My outline is over forty pages and is pure mess… But I think there’s material enough for at least 50,000 words. Maybe more. Maybe a lot more…—jl