Dr. Dume ~ The Doctor is In

The darkness is drawing in here, so I can spend more time active and less time hiding in the shadowy recesses of the castle.

I have sent off the next article - but it's not so much an article this time. It occured to me that I have spent years telling you all what to do; write about this, don't mention that, and so on. Since Christmas is coming, I decided it was time to give you all a rest. So it's a little bit of entertainment rather than an article.

I hope it will amuse (assuming it's accepted, of course) and I hope it sparks an idea or two.

Yes, it's still meant to start those thoughts moving. It's dark outside. Time for all good horror writers to sharpen their pencils and wonder about the things moving unseen in the night.

No slacking now.

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The time draws nigh for the next Alienskin article. I have something rather special in mind for this one, if I can pull it off in time.

It's on there pretty tight. I'll get Senga to help.

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I slept right through Halloween! And the Fifth of November, when in the UK it's traditional to poke some guy with a fork until he burns...I never did get the hang of it but it involves effigies and fire so I always go along.

It's Senga's fault. She was supposed to set my alarm for October 31st and she insists she did, but it made no sound at all. I am distraught.

Well, I suppose the next thing will be Christmas and the ceremonies to invoke the guy in the red suit who likes fireplaces. That's never worked before either.

Senga is still on about having the place monitored. I fitted new eyes into Great-Uncle Caligula and hung him on a bush outside, but I don't think that's going to be enough to satisfy her. Cameras, she says. Cameras. I hate cameras.

They cost money.

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