It’s been a decade now since I first started Halloween Love. In all that time, the project never went Big Time™ (though I always try and offer people big time fun) or made a single penny of profit. Thankfully, passion was always the primary goal, and the idea of profit barely an afterthought, otherwise I might have become a bit more bitter about that.
After this much time, if it was going to happen, it would have happened by now. However, I can say wholeheartedly, that I did achieve what I set out to achieve, and that was to feel less alone. I don’t think I knew that when I first launched the project, but I know that now. I figured I just loved Halloween and wanted to spend more time with it, and that’s true, but that’s only the surface of the matter.
The root of it I’ve come to learn, is that Halloween is really and always has been just a language or a tool for me to be able to communicate and connect with others in a way I’m unable to in any traditional sense. In fact, through experience, I’ve learned that anyone who creates art in any form, that all they’re truly doing is saying “Hello! I was here.” It’s a discussion and sometimes even a form of play. Even as an extreme loner, I have to admit that it’s all about people.
I didn’t find clicks; I didn’t find something that would allow me to quit the “day job.”
I found community.
In that regard, Halloween Love has been a smashing success. I would be shocked if anyone that was hanging around in 2009 is still around, but if you have been lurking for all these years, please let me know. Either way, if you’re a long-time lurker or are just sniffing around for the first time, hello and thank you!
I didn’t expect to cry while writing this, but…
Fondest Halloween Memories 🧡
For me, life is all about playing. Since I was a child, I’ve been making up games, mostly to take satisfaction and joy in watching the enjoyment of others who are playing them.
I use to take a wooden box and fill it with all sorts of trinkets, painted rocks, necklaces, and whatnot and then bury it in the backyard like treasure. I’d then make a treasure map where “X” marked the spot and either pretend to find it or lead friends to find it themselves and pretend that it was all real. Their excitement was always so delightful. Even today, as an adult, I’m much more of an observer than a participant in all walks of life.
That isn’t my fondest memory of Halloween though! My most cherished memory must be from when I was 7 or 8 and home alone one breezy Fall day (I was a latchkey kid, raised on TV). I got out my notebook, a #2 pencil, and some coloring pencils. I drew and then colored in all sorts of good stuff: Frankenstein’s monster, ghosts, pumpkins, witches, etc. I then tore the figures out of my notebook and nailed them to the trees in the front yard as decorations. It gave me a funny feeling in my tummy that I quite liked.
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