I love this day. Halloween. I really should have become a writer of Horror. Pure, rattle-your-bones, make-you-look-over-your-shoulder, run-up-the-stairs-hoping-the-hand-doesn’t-snag-your-foot horror stories. My cousin, Kathy, and I used to tell scary stories to each other growing up. Campfire stories. You remember them, right? The escaped killer with the hook, stalking lovers in their cars in the dark. […]