For those hording toilet paper

Well, we are on the last leg of Halloween season, with two days left of October. I'm kind of torn. A part of me will kind of be glad to watch something (anything) other than one/two/three horror movies a day, and part of me will miss that special quality this month brings to the genre. Essentially, the horror fan in me never totally fizzles, but I would be remiss if I didn't admit that by the 31st, I'm a bit shopworn. Like most Octobers, I have big plans--a grand design--which includes 100 movies, and I wind up watching forty/fifty if I'm lucky. I just don't have the wherewithal or endurance  to do that at this juncture (nor will I if keeping this blog going during October is in the cards). I do lament inside not watching certain films I had planned to view (Captain Kronos, Twins of Evil, Martin, Children Shouldn't Play with Dead Things, Lemora, to name a few) this month, but realistically, there's only so much time one has when they commute to work, have two autistic children, and use their brain all day doing the stuff that pays the bills. I give a lot to horror (and to this blog, for that matter), and this month. I have enjoyed this month as I do every year. But I'm rather relieved October is nearing the end. Tonight I have Paranormal Activity 3 (already started but taking a break because the kids are still awake) and Frankenstein Meets the Wolf Man on the program. Tomorrow and Halloween will feature old friends that will need no writing (thank goodness), although I figure I'll drop a few thoughts (just no huge blog entries): Frankenstein & Bride of Frankenstein will be Wednesday, and Halloween II ('81) & Night of the Living Dead will finish it off. I just want to watch these movies and enjoy them (thankfully I've written about all four on the blog, so perhaps the urge and voices in the brain screaming out to write will remain dormant and quiet), and relish my last two days with the creative beast caged. We shall see.