Happy NaNoWriMo Eve.
As I read all the #snowloween posts on Twitter this weekend all I can say is that I'm really happy it wasn't Minnesota.
Here are some Minnesota bloggers I think are a treat to follow.
Barbara Watson- she just started an ABC's of Middle Grade series on Thursdays.
Hannah at The Palindrome Effect - She's doing NaNo. Friend her and cheer her on.
Mary at Play Off the Page
Sarah at Falen Formulates Fiction
Emily- An actor, knitter, quilter, blogger and wonderful person.
Jenn's Photo Project- One day Jenn and I were talking and I said "you should start a blog" and she did. She's doing awesome at her 365 photo blog.
The Marketing Mama- She writes about parenting, allergies and marketing.
Elise's Kitchen- Writer's need to eat and Elise has so many wonderful recipes. She's also an amazing photographer, click on her 365 tab or just salivate over her food photos in her posts.
I went to a Halloween party last night and am looking forward to passing out candy tonight and maybe watching Coraline.
When I watch Coraline I am reminded of a little door in the guest room of my grandparent's house. It was just the size of the little door Coraline crawls through in the movie. At Grandma's house there was a bed in front of the little door which proved to be an obstacle because 1) it was heavy and 2) when parents hear furniture being moved they tend to wonder what is going on.
I spent a lot of time contemplating what was behind the door. Every year I got stronger and could move the bed a little more. Every year I would open it a little farther to try to get a peek at what was behind there. Sometimes I couldn't get it closed and I would dream about an army of trolls or munchkins coming through the door in the middle of the night.
One year when I was a teenager I finally did open the door only to discover that it was the attic over the garage (as opposed to the real attic) and that it was full of luggage. Not nearly as exciting as what I imagined.
I'm glad the movie Coraline could remind me of the little door and all the scary things I believed lived behind it.