Books have always played an inescapable part of the multicoloured tapestry that is my life. From the moment I could read more than a few simple lines, I read books about anthropomorphic mice and bears, books in Italian about Bambi's journey to adulthood, books about charmed trees conveying children to distant lands and books about groups of children foiling the dastardly plans of would-be villains or hatching secret plans for yet more adventures.
As Halloween fever increases in different corners of the globe, the market for the generally spooky, the gothic and the wickedly thrilling rises. Of course, there have always been dark aspects of every single culture, not just that which has been influenced by Celtic elements, as in the case of Halloween itself. Samhain, the original... Continue Reading →