Monthly Archives: October 2020

October Squares – Kinda Spooky


October Squares – Kinda Spooky Squares Logo

Kinda Spooky


This is the final post for the October Squares (Kind) challenge. Thanks so much for hosting, Becky! 🙂


Spooky night with full moon.

My spooky painted rock (orange with black letters)


Spooky noises

Screeching voices,

Werewolves start to howl…

Candles lit,

Don’t get bit,

By vampires on the prowl.


“Spooky”, by the Classics IV


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© 2020 BS

31 Days of Halloween – Costume


31 Days of Halloween – Costume

Tourmaline .’s Halloween Challenge – Costume

This is the final post for the Halloween Challenge. It’s been so much fun! Thank you, Jennifer, for hosting again this year. 🙂


My yellow painted rock with little costumes



Paolo (RIP) in his purple King costume (crown & cape)


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© 2020 BS

Trick of the Eye – Stream of Consciousness Saturday – Trick



Trick of the Eye – Stream of Consciousness Saturday – Trick

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Oct. 31/2020


Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “trick.” Use it any way you’d like. Have fun!


Today’s SOCS prompt word is ‘trick’. Thanks, Linda!

To join in and also see other entries, just click the above link.



Well, this year has been a big nasty trick on everyone and every day and has made a mess of our holidays.

This day, Halloween 2020 will not be much fun. We will not be doing anything – shutting our door, turning out the light, no candy, no trick-or-treating kids.

It’s sad, because Halloween is my favorite holiday.


I always like these ‘trick of the eye’ things, where you can try to see two different images. They are also called optical illusions.

Remember those Magic Eye pictures? Those are fun to see, too.

There are also those strange designs that seem to move when you stare at them. Makes your eyes feel funny with those tricks.

Here is a short exercise – see if you can pick out both images – or maybe you’ll be tricked!



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© 2020 BS

Two Souls: Into the Fire # 65


Two Souls: Into the Fire # 65

Warning … adult content


By the time Steve got back with the new tires, Ghost had managed to sit up, but was still half asleep. Steve handed him a styrofoam cup of 7-11 coffee with cream and sugar. So, while Ghost got out and sat on the curb, sipping his coffee, and rejoining the living, Steve and the man put all four tires on the car.

“Thanks, man,” Steve said. “Guess we’ll be out of your hair now. C’mon, Ghost, let’s go.”

The man wished them luck in their travels, and went inside his club.

“You awake, now?” Steve asked. “Let’s find something to eat.”

This town didn’t have any fast-food places, but they found a small diner open for business. They debated going in. Steve was thinking those guys may be around. He and Ghost looked a mess, too, all scruffy from the fight… and sleeping in the car didn’t help their looks or their smell, either.

“Ghost, let’s not go in there. We look like crap and need a shower. If we’re gonna play here tonight, we need to get cleaned up. Let’s get a motel room. We’ll just grab something from the little store where I got your coffee.” Ghost agreed, and when they got into a room at the motel, dug out some clean clothes, and refreshed themselves, they felt much better.

They talked about what they’d play that night at the coffee bar. In the end, they planned on a more subdued set.

“I don’t think those guys will be there, do you?” asked Steve. “They didn’t look like coffee shop people.”

“Probably not, but why are you so paranoid about it? We took care of the problem last night. If we have to, we can do it again,” Ghost said.

“I don’t know, it just bothers me, and I can’t quit thinking about it…and what we talked about, too.  You know I couldn’t just stand there. I had to jump in, I was so mad.”

Ghost wished Steve would stop talking about it, but he knew Steve had to talk it out before he was done. So, he listened patiently.

“What bothers me, is that…well, I know you can take care of yourself. I mean, you did ok all the time you were gone, didn’t you? I don’t know if I could, myself…and then, I think, well, you can handle all kinds of crap people dish out…except what I did to you…” Steve had to stop, because his throat closed up and his eyes stung with tears.

Ghost put his arm over Steve’s shoulders, as Steve continued. “You should probably be scared of me. I hurt you the worst…but here you are. How can you even do that?”

“Steve, just stop it. I’m with you ’cause I love you. I’m not scared of you. Besides, I could take you down, if I wanted to…” Ghost said, in an effort to lighten the mood. But, it didn’t seem to make Steve any happier.

“I know you can, Ghost…and that’s the thing. I’m scared I can’t do right by you, when I don’t even think I can take care of my own self half the time. You proved you can do it, and what have I ever proved, huh? That I can get drunk and I can beat people up? That’s about it.”

“Steve, you don’t have to prove anything to anybody,” Ghost began, but Steve went on.

“Yeah, I do. I have to prove it to myself…that I can be more than a fuck-up.”

“So, what do you wanna do, then…go off somewhere by yourself for awhile, live off the land like a pioneer, or go try to make a name for yourself in a big city? Steve, you are who you are, no matter where you go. You can’t run away from yourself. I know first hand how that goes.

I only had two choices – go back home – which I wasn’t ready to do, or go somewhere else. And, you know how that turned out…or at least part of it…and I couldn’t be anyone but me, and people either like you or they don’t. Look where those two years got me…right back home to try and start over…and maybe get it right,” Ghost said.

“Yeah, you’re right, Ghost…I know it, but what do ya think would happen if you really were in a jam, and I couldn’t help? What if I froze, and couldn’t do what I needed to do?”

“I don’t think we’d have to worry about it, Steve. You act on instinct…you charge in and take care of business, and don’t hesitate. So, don’t go thinking up ‘what if’. We’d do whatever it took to help each other out, and let’s leave it at that, ok?” Ghost rubbed his forehead and eye.

“I’m getting a headache from thinking about it,” he sighed and lay back on the bed, closing his eyes. “I’m gonna take a nap. Why don’t you go get that crap washed off the car, then we can get ready for tonight.”

Steve agreed to that plan and left for a do-it-yourself car wash. He had to do something about the broken window, too.

At the car wash place, he rummaged around in the trunk of the car, remembering there was some duct tape and plastic, left over from some project or other in there. Finding the items, he put a sort of patch over the broken window. Turning on the water sprayer, he started scrubbing. He found that the spray painted words wouldn’t come off completely, but it did make it faded enough that it wasn’t so garish and noticeable.

He rubbed soap into the rude words and slurs as hard as he could, getting some of his anger out. He thought about their situation. He thought about his deepening depression , and how much it must be effecting Ghost. Ghost was lying in a seedy motel room with a headache that would probably last for days, worsening his overall health; hadn’t had one of his crazy spells in awhile, but this stress of traveling, the fight, and eating shitty food, was apt to bring one on.

He hoped when it happened, that he could help Ghost through it. He decided after tonight’s show, he’d suggest that they just do whatever seemed fun – not worry about playing anywhere for awhile. It’s not like we need the money, now. But, that would be tricky…convincing Ghost of that. So, after washing the car, he headed back to the motel. They had a little time, before they needed to be at the coffee shop. Maybe he could relax awhile.

When he opened the door to their room, he saw that Ghost was still asleep. Good, he thought, as he lay down on the bed, hoping to go to sleep, himself. He’d just dozed off, when he was startled awake by Ghost, who was sitting up and shrieking.

“Graves, everywhere! Graves in the mountains, in the fields, in the woods…graves in the ocean!”

Steve could tell Ghost was still asleep, having a creepy nightmare, so he wouldn’t wake him, unless it got worse. He knew from experience, Ghost needed to finish his dream – would get mad if he woke him before it found it’s conclusion. Ghost’s dreams were the stuff of horror movies, sometimes. He would tell him about them, and write them down in a special dream journal. But, sometimes Steve didn’t really want to hear…sometimes the dreams he had were not dreams, but premonitions – and sometimes they came true. Ghost wasn’t scared of spooks and spirits, he talked to them all the time. But, it gave him the willies.



Next Part Coming soon


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© 2020 BS


This is a work of “fan fiction” based on the novel, “Lost Souls” by Poppy Z. Brite. All credit for the original characters, places, and some backstory mentions, belong to Ms. Brite and her publishing affiliates. Only newly introduced characters, places, and original elements of this story are entirely from my imagination. Character descriptions are a blend of the original book descriptions and my interpretation of them.

All songs included in this work will be solely owned by the original performers/writers and will be credited. Creative license is taken in including them in this story.

No harm is intended toward author, musicians, or people and situations to whom there may be a resemblance.

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The content herein is rated by me as being at the high end of MA (Mature Audience). It includes strong language, violence, sexual themes, including same sex pairings, religious themes, and fantasy horror.

31 Days of Halloween – Spider


31 Days of Halloween – Spider

Tourmaline .’s Halloween Challenge – Spider


My painted rock spider (yellow rock/black spider)


A large spider that was in the house.



Flowing shroud

Moaning loud

Misty fog

Swampy bog

Haunting night

Lantern light

Scary scene


Spooky specters roam around

Corpses rise from underground

Spiders crawl to fuel your fears

Rest in peace for years and years

Come Halloween, ghosts converge

Fantasy and real will surely merge


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© 2016 (2020) BS

Color Your World – Plum & Purple Heart


Color Your World – Plum & Purple Heart

Color your World: Plum


  • Plum Crayola facts = hue family is purple, introduced 1957
  • Plum Crayola Crayon
  • My drawing of a plum colored square w/word
  • Actual plums
  • Turnips with plum colored tops
  • Plum purple cabbage
  • Book with plum colored cover “Plum Lovin'” by Janet Evanovich



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Color Your World – Purple Heart

Color your World: Purple Heart


  • Purple Heart Crayola Crayon
  • Purple Heart facts = hue family is purple, year introduced 1998
  • Paolo (RIP) in his basket with purple blanket
  • Purple flowers in weather worn red container
  • My drawing of a Purple Heart
  • My painting of a wolf with purple & yellow background




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© 2020 BS