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Congratulations to all of the participants in the September Challenge. What incredibly talented and creative writers we have in this Community, and you all really shined in this Challenge!
In August, we had 9 Submissions. For September, we grew to 14 Submissions! (Thanks to all of you for not allowing this to end with 13 entries!)
I have summoned the spirits of all Superstitions to assist with the judging process. All complaints should be directed to Hildegard the Witch!
If you havenโt read the Entries yet, please take a few moments to read and support these Authorsโ impressive work!
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Dana Crandell knocked it out of the park with this wee salty tale, โFrom Me Wee Cellโ. Any person worth their salt knows that if you spill some salt, the only way to ward off evil spirits is to toss some over your left shoulder, the very place where evil is lurking. Well, that evil took a different form for Dana.
So, beinโ raised a proper gent,
Anโ one whose hands is deft,
I used me right to scoop the stuff
Anโ tossed it oโer me left
Brilliant verses! $15 is headed your way, so your luck is not all bad, after all! Congratulations, Dana!
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Sara Wilson penned an instant Top Story with her poem, โ13โ, putting a positive, wholesome spin on a number that has perhaps endured undeserved negative publicity over the years. Luck is what we make it!
Luck is not a random draw
or something written down
We make magic with our own hands
and we can turn it all around
This one will bring a smile to your face, and $10 to Saraโs wallet. Congratulations, Sara!
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Kendall Defoeโs โThe Seven Whistlersโ is a brilliantly creative story. Kendallโs writing is fantastic, and the story-building is even better.
โAh, well you might like this one. They were a group of seven birds that were considered phantoms, bad luck if heard, especially at night. That meant that death was coming. Even miners refused to work if those birds were around. Theyโd start wondering how quickly the shafts would collapse.โ
The Seven Whistlers by Kendall Defoe
Congratulations, Kendall, $5 is headed your way!
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Mark Gagnonโs incredible narrative โXXI: The thoughts of a dark mindโ is sure to give you the spooks! Mark offers rare insight into an evil mind!
Humans, just look at them, each involved in their own little world; oblivious to everything around them, including me. I was human once, but Iโve strengthened into something more, greater, superior to what I once was. Now I look at these creatures as a wolf looks at a rabbit, or a cheetah at a gazelle. They are nothing more than prey. My quarry has unwittingly wandered within the boundaries of my hunting grounds at the end of Canal Street. The elevated railway line casts a perpetual shadow onto the pedestrian walkway below, obscuring sunlight during the day and blocking the glow from the cityโs lights at night; itโs a predatorโs paradise. Now I must choose my eveningโs entertainment.
XXI by Mark Gagnon
Congratulations, Mark, $3 is headed your way!
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This could be a ten-way tie. Fantastic stories, all of them.
Kelli Sheckler-Amsdenโs poetic warning, โThe Long Way Homeโ, reminds us that there is a cost for escorting the dead.
My mamaw always used to tell me
Death donโt escort the dead for free
For evry time a soul is taken
They come again to claim a fee
This harkens back to ancient mythology. In Greek and Roman mythology, an obol (coin) was placed in the mouth or eyes of the dead to pay the ferryman (Charon) for passage across the river Styx to the underworld. Donโt forget to pay the ferryman, or youโll pay far more than just an obol!
Brilliant work, Kelli. Two Obols ($2) are headed your way!
Please read all of the entries. Absolutely fascinating stories (and poems)! They are all deserving winners. Here are the rest of the stories, presented in the order they were submitted. Small Tips are headed your way. Thank you all for entering.
Novel Allen has given us a charming and witty warning in her story, โIf You See a Wicked Witchโ. It was also an instant Top Story! Congratulations! Now, memorize these steps, lest you be turned into a cat:
Do the "Witching Spit and Turn".
...Spit once to the east...ptuiii!!!
...Spit twice to the west - ptuii, ptuii!!!
...Spin around three times - you may become a tad bit dizzy
...Clap your hands three times to the north - clap, clap, clap.
...Clap your hands three times to the south - clap, clap, clap.
...Dip and Fall Back (curtsy as low as you can and step back).
...Then stand up straight
...Stand stock still. Do not move!!!!
Brilliant fun, Novel! A $1 tip is headed your way!
Mikeydred was โBorn Under a Bad Signโ, and he writes us a bluesy poem to chronicle the events in a way only Mike can do! If it werenโt for bad luck, heโd have no luck at all!
Born Under A Bad Sign, That There's No Doubt
There Is Nothing But Bad Luck Left For Me
You have just perfectly described my journey, Mike! A small tip is headed your direction! I hope it turns your luck around!
Have you ever wondered why mirrors are covered after a death? In his spooky poem โThe Mirror That Must Stay Coveredโ, Tim Carmichael explores Appalachian folklore about how the souls of the dead may become trapped in the mirror if they see their own reflection. This Warning is incredibly fascinating and written in Timโs brilliant style.
Do not lift the cloth and see.
For the eyes behind the silver
may be eyes that once were free.
They may follow when you meet them.
They may hold you in their stare.
They may take your living spirit
and leave your reflection there.
This is creatively done with perfect rhyme and rhythm. Outstanding work, Tim!
Andrea Corwin gives us a perfectly mysterious tale with a haunted twist in her short story โThe Rocking Watchersโ.
Did you ever get into some mischief as a kid, just for the sake of mischief? This story chronicles just such an act, with a very spooky twist.
Eddie sat down and rocked for a few minutes in the left chair. Terrie stood beside him and rocked the empty chair. Back and forth, back and forth, keeping rhythm with Eddie.
Wonderful story, Andrea! Just the right amount of spookiness! A small tip is coming!
I love this lesson from history by Tina D. Lopez, โFamiliarโ. Not every haunted tale is based on real truth, and this story about cats chronicles just such a case.
They said your fur hid demons.
They said your meows spoke sin.
They said, and said, and said
until the saying made it true.
Fascinating poem, Tina! A small tip is headed your way!
Rain Dayze offers us another Black Cat tale in her poem โBlack Cat Blasphemyโ. I love that Rainโs poem dispels the myth and offers a positive reminder about the real nature of black cats!
We're witches familiars? That's news to me!
All I wanted was to be wild and free!
Now look at my kind,
Domesticated out of our mind,
While humans take pictures for all to see.
I got a bit of a chuckle out of that amazing line! Outstanding work, Rain! A small tip is headed to you and Fenrir!
Have you ever taken notice that bad events always happen in threes? It is a curious pattern that seems to always hold true. Meredith Harmon2 gives us a tale about this Dutch Superstition, with just enough Penna Dutch sayings sprinkled it to give it authenticity, in her tale, โDes Tswet Des Drit Sichโ. You daresent disregard Meredithโs warning, even if you are trying to escape Motherโs silly superstitions!
Honestly, Mother is, as we say, โmuchly much.โ No swimming after eating for at least thirty minutes, and any lip got you five minutes more. No eating ice cream after eating fish for dinner, because thatโs how the English boyโs Matty died, and no matter that he got the wheezes after eating fish for years. No sleeping outside, because a centipede will crawl in your ear. It happened, you know, to my cousinโs nephewโs camp mate, two generations ago.
Tremendous writing, Meredith! A small tip is headed your way!
Are you aware that spirits might follow you home from a funeral? Alyson Smith explores this superstition and the belief that taking a detour may throw wandering spirits off your path in her wonderful story, โPagpagโ. This is a fun, clever story rich with cultural tradition and folklore.
In Filipino tradition, stopping at a public place like a store or a restaurant before going home is called pagpag. While Pagpag literally means to shake off dust or dirt is also used as the term to trick or shake off lingering spirits.
Pagpag by Alyson Smith
I loved this, Alyson! A small tip is headed your way!
Clyde E. Dawkins scored an instant, well-deserved Top Story with his fascinating tale, โHaunting Secretsโ. Congratulations! This story highlights two superstitions: donโt whistle at night, and donโt go straight home after a funeral. This story is incredibly well written and finishes with a very satisfying twist!
"But do you have to... whistle?!" As Aria was washing the dishes following a romantic dinner that saw them celebrate one year as a married couple, she was also whistling the tune of one her favorite songs, Alive and Amplified by The Mooney Suzuki.
"Come on, Serena," said Aria. "Don't tell me you believe that stuff about whistling at night."
Excellent storytelling, Clyde. A small tip is headed your way!
Outstanding work by all!
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