Halloween Musings of me, Tim Eagle, a Horror Writer...

Today is the day where the ghouls, ghosts and the dead come to life.

The air is crisp, at least it is in my home state of Michigan. The leaves crunch underfoot, and there is a smell in the air. A mixture of cut grass, pollen from trees is heavy, and the deep sense that snow may visit soon makes the air cooler than what it is. I love this time of year. I spent many Halloweens taking my children house to house until the very last minute of the event, or until their feet were too tired, they never complained, just kept relentlessly running door to door and treating. They loved it, and were with few complaints.

Being a horror writer, I write everything, but horror is my forte, this time of year is most inspiring because of the darkness, the early sunsets, and nostalgic childhood memories that often visit me. As an adult I never jumped into the whole dress-up thing, the thespian in me often hides never to rear its head, but I admire those who do dress up. Society has lumped horror writers to be an enigmatic entity, maybe a goth/emo persona (not I, that part of life passed me up), or even ONE singular name that blandly represents the author, other than a first and last name to draw a shroud of that mystery. Since none of those apply to me, I sit and ponder what, other than writing what I consider good fiction, should I do to gain more readers? (here is where you can give me free advice in the comments below, LOL).

I am a boring person, named Tim Eagle. I write. I travel. I fit in the mold of so many other white CIS males. Even though I am a walking talking stereotype, minus the representations I listed above, I am okay with watching the success of the horror community, a diverse mixture of eclectic talent. I have never changed anything about me, and don’t want to, but I am not resistant to said change, because change is progress. I am as real as a person can be. The boring side of my character is an existential crisis, and that crisis is an inspiration for horror, and I am always looking for the spooky. This is what I love, as crazy and contradictory as that sounds.

This Halloween is no exception of writing for me, I am still struck with inspiration, nostalgia, and the creativity that comes with it. That, my readers, is worth more in this world than I can ask for, and means that I can live haunted in my own head, costume-less.

Happy Halloween, may you have a great night, be safe, and if you have children, cheers to them collecting as many of those thrills, memories, and candy that they can indulge in. Life is too short to question all that is questionable, so live your life and ignore the tiny angst filled thoughts which try to invade your head like they do mine. The bizarre haunted thoughts are only visiting because they mean to stir the dark imagination and inspire the future. They are nesting to be drawn from, do not let them bring you down. Enjoy the season. The pages must turn to analyze what has become or is becoming in this nocturnal world of the dead who roam freely on this night.

Thanks for looking.

Tim Eagle

Tim Eagle is an author of the novellas Stolen Seed, Life Ship, and the Vasectomus Collection. He lives full time, on the road, with his wife, Maria and their dog, Cocoa. He grew up in Michigan and is inspired by the dysfunction of America. His books are available on Amazon, godless and this site timeaglefiction.com