R.I.P.: Hooray for Fall!
So right on the heels of proclaiming my status as a lost sheep, I am trying out a new and hopefully interesting activity. For many reasons, I am really excited about the impending change of season, the least of which is certainly neither the cooler temperatures nor is it the arrival of The Gavin, slated for none other than October 30th.
I have never been a Halloween fan, probably because I grew up very close to Salem and was gloriously bored with the whole thing by the time I even understood the concept of commercial creepiness. I’ve run literally screaming from many a scary movie and the only horror related books I can stomach are mildly shadowy, heavily campy murder mysteries.
Right, so, but like I said, I’m, I guess you might say, morbidly fascinated with the whole shebang, this year and I am finding myself craving a little creepy, right about now. For that reason, I’m thinking about jumping on the big old hay filled bandwagon, this year, as the blogging community throws down for the annual R.I.P. challenge.
It’s hosted at Stainless Steel Droppings and has myriad ways to participate. The challenge is R.I.P. or Readers Imbibing in Peril. Fun, right?
I’m picking the Peril the First which is described as:
Read four books, any length, that you feel fit (my very broad definitions) of R.I.P. literature. It could be Stephen King or Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, Ian Fleming or Edgar Allan Poe…or anyone in between.
The challenge lasts from September 1st (tomorrow) through the obvious end date of October 31st (or Halloween for you non-spooks) and can include any book that falls into any of the following categories:
Right now, I’ve got a few things picked out, but more will probably come down the pipeline as the scary season gets under way: