Creepy

I’m in the throes of making up my mind on which story genre to write in – Action/Adventure or Horror for NaNoWriMo.

I have an action story all set to go, and ideas for a couple of others. Then I recently came up with a horror story idea. I was further pulled into the horror genre (my old fav) when I picked a copy of ‘World War Z’ on recommendations from the NaNo forums. This fed my own idea for a “living dead” story.

Not having a lot of time to read during the day, I sometimes create a break for myself and read in my car. I find a nice quiet place, park, crack open the book and tear through pages for 30 minutes.

One of my favorite places is an old cemetery in my town. There is a small parking area right next to the cemetery, well off any main road. During the week there’s no one else there and it’s very peaceful.

This is where I was yesterday. I sat alone in my car, facing sugar maples afire with orange-red and yellow leaves; ancient, weatherworn headstones leaning at odd angles were off to my right.

At one point, I looked up from my book and noticed the sky had a bruised look; brown leaves blew around in gusts of a light wind-driven rain. The low setting sun shot deceptively warm light against the maples, but the graves stood in deepening shadows. It was a perfect New England autumn moment. Then it dawned on me, here I sat in increasing gloom, next to a cemetery reading a book about the walking dead.

How creepy is that!