kristy bowen | writer & book artist

The past few nights have been the sort that makes you fall in love with October just as its ending. While still warm during the day, the nights are crisper and littered with leaves falling slowly through the streets. Even here in the city, you can smell the occasional scent of woodsmoke emanating from somewhere on cold nights. While the world seems like a never-ending shit storm, one night walking back to the car from a play up here in the neighborhood at the Raven (some fun horror shorts) the weather was the perfect fall breeziness. Friday, we took in a fun Edward Gorey inspired variety-show with performance, puppetry and animation in the old Links Hall space turned theatre. After, we went down to the Friday night karaoke for some more Halloween fun, only to be repeated on Saturday night down by the river (one bonus of being married to someone who runs a DJ business). In between, there were more films, including an early screening of Breeder and the doc on Elizabeth Holmes that every...