As a writer, I am required by law to get seasonal depression. Over the years, I’ve written a number of posts showing the struggle to maintain sanity during this time of year.
Sometimes I make promises to be “healthy.” I explore healthy herbs and make salads. This is a temporary phase which always ends with Scotch.
Looking out on a bleak winter’s scene often sends me to my Bestiary–a growing collection of monsters and creepy-crawlies–all of whom lurk just outside my window. Here are a couple of my favorite such posts.
Sometimes I just want to watch the world burn. Failing that, I turn to the silver screen. For a Gothic Movie Fest, check out the offerings in these two posts.