Favorite Fictional Halloweens Part 1

Halloween is the best holiday ever. From cutesy blow-up decorations to haunted houses, almost everyone’s interests can be met. My home decorations are themed around traditional Halloween characters: witches, ghosts, bats, and black cats mixed in with my Harry Potter obsession. (You can watch a virtual tour on tiktok here.)

Halloween specials on TV shows, highlighting Halloween in books, and full length movies all about Halloween complete my entertainment for October each year. So, I would like to share with you my favorite fictional Halloweens.

First: Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone

Chapter 10 Halloween in the Sorcerer’s Stone is the best Halloween in the Harry Potter series. 

Let’s start with the decorations. A thousand live bats bewitched to flutter near the walls and ceiling, and a thousand more bewitched to swoop over the tables. Have you ever experienced a cauldron (yes, that’s really what they’re called) of bats flying right above you? There was an alcove in my first apartment that a cauldron of wild bats had chosen for their home. The landlord either didn’t know or didn’t care because for the two years I lived there, an exterminator was never called. I actually really enjoyed hearing and seeing them as the sun set.

We also know that the Great Hall is filled with carved pumpkins and lit with candles. The movie gives us a more advanced visual. The jack-o-lanterns are floating, the ceiling is dark with thunder and lightning, and the tables are full of apple and pumpkin desserts and other candies in fall colors. This is exactly the sort of holiday party that I would love to host, but alas, I do not have the culinary and decorating skills to do so. 

In that same chapter, a more important part to the plot would be the  

What J.K. Rowling does with this scene is something I am practicing myself as a new writer. At this point in the book, Harry – and the reader – are still learning about magic, Hogwarts, and the wizarding world. So, when Hermione is correcting Ron’s “Wing-gar-dium Levi-o-sa” in charms class, Harry and the reader (at least, for our first time reading it) don’t yet realize that we are being set up for an important plot point. Ron’s loud complaints about Hermione send her to the bathroom to cry; which is where the troll ends up. 

There are some small detail changes between book and film. In the book, Harry and Ron see Snape going off on his own to the third floor (where the three headed dog is), then they see the troll walk into a room. They lock the door, only to hear Hermione scream from within the room. In the movie, they simply follow the troll into the bathroom. Harry and Ron attempt to fight the troll, with Ron being the victor as he chants “Wingardium Leviosa!” correctly, crashing the troll’s own club on its head.

“But from that moment on, Hermione Granger became their friend. There are some things you can’t share without ending up liking each other, and knocking out a twelve-foot mountain troll is one of them.” – Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone, pg. 179 

Once again, the book and movie go in different paths at this point; but the main idea is Harry eventually figures out that while the students were rushing to the dormitories, and the teachers were rushing to the dungeons, Severus Snape went to the third floor and was bitten on the leg by Fluffy (Hagrid’s three headed dog). This leads Harry to investigate, deduce that the Sorcerer’s Stone is being guarded by Fluffy, and Snape must want it for himself or Voldemort. All of this happened because Hermione angered Ron, and Ron insulted her in return. 

I know what you’re thinking, “I figured this out the first time I read it, why are you pointing it out to me over twenty years later?” Well, I appreciate it more now that I’ve attempted it myself. Making a seemingly benign moment full of important hints that the reader will remember later takes a lot of careful thought, planning, and at least a dozen rewrites.

This scene in the Sorcerer’s Stone will remain a favorite for me for the rest of my life. In fact, it inspired my classroom door decorations for this year. And maybe one day I will host a party that spectacular – or maybe on of my future characters will.

Check back in on Wednesday evening for Part 2 of my Favorite Fictional Halloweens.

Reading Apps Are My Guilty Pleasure

Guilty Pleasure: “something, such as a movie, television program, or piece of music, that one enjoys despite feeling that it is not generally held in high regard.” – Google Dictionary

I bet if more people were open and honest about their guilty pleasures, they wouldn’t have to be guilty pleasures anymore. One of my guilty pleasures is to read fated mate romance stories on reading apps. Such stories can be found on Dreame, Readict, Radish, iNovel, iReader, Kindle Vella, and dozens of others. I currently have a reader’s account with Dreame and Readict. 

The stories on Dreame are either completely free, charge coins to unlock chapters, or are “wait-for-free.” Where a story lands is up to the author. The cost of a story is based on word count, so the more coins a chapter costs, the longer the chapter is. “Wait-for-free” means one chapter unlocks every 48 hours. Free coins can be earned by checking in and reading for a certain number of minutes.

The stories on Readict are completely free to the reader because there are 30 second ads to watch in order to unlock the next chapter. The reader can use coins to skip the ad.

How I came across these two apps was for research for my debut novel, Bondwitch. The main character is a teenage witch who is new to magic. She meets and befriends vampires and werewolves throughout her journey to grow in her magic. When I was world building for Bondwitch, I very easily figured out what kind of abilities and characteristics I wanted to give witches and vampires; but had no idea what to do for werewolves.

My prior knowledge came from J.K. Rowling’s Harry Potter series, Stephanie Meyer’s Twilight series, and Joss Whedon’s Buffy the Vampire Slayer series. As much as I love them all, they are considered older – though I personally struggle to accept that – and so I needed something recent. This led me to serialized fated mate shifter romances, and I fell in love with them.

The main plot behind a fated mate romance is that there is one mate out there for each “person” that is their perfect fit. A deity chooses the pairs, and reaching adulthood usually sets in motion the ability to find one’s mate. Conflict arises when mates do not want to accept each other, their parents disapprove, crazy exes become jealous, or one half of the pair is human or a different species. I believe these fated mate stories started with werewolves and other shifters (werecats, werebears, etc.), but have since branched out to include vampires, demons, witches, and even angels. 

My two favorite tropes for fated mate stories are: 1. One of the mates is a human, and 2. The pair are of separate paranormal species. 

In stories where one of the mates is a human, the reader gets to be slowly introduced to the paranormal world along with the human character. There are generally several funny moments where the human is completely confused with the paranormal character sniffing them and growling “mine!” like a caveman. The human character is also able to ignore the mate bond longer than the paranormal character, which allows for love to actually develop rather than jumping right into bed because of the “mate bond”. 

When the mates are different paranormal species, we get my favorite: forbidden love. 


As much as I enjoy reading these stories, I decided to take the shifters in Bondwitch in a different direction. So, there won’t be any fated mate plot lines, but there will still be plenty of swooning, sighing, and squealing.

How I Got Into Writing

I think at some point in our youth, all of us desire to be famous. Whether it be an actor, athlete, musician, or writer; we want to be known for our talents. When I was a child, I wanted to be an author, with JK Rowling as my inspiration. When I was a teenager, I wanted to be a professional ballroom dancer, with the cast of Dancing with the Stars as my models. The funny – or sad – thing about dreams is at some point they change to be more “practical.” My practical dream was to be a teacher. I specifically wanted to teach History and ESL, and I reached that point in my career only 2 years in! But as I went through college, became a wife and mother, and started my teaching career, I still had a desire to write. 

It always goes back to that teacher who believed in you.

My 3rd grade teacher, Mrs. Hansen, embedded a love of writing into my nine-year-old heart during her fractured fairy tale unit. We read Dinorella, Prince Cinders, The Three Javelinas, and many others. Then, it was our turn. I wrote a Sleeping Beauty story using Star Wars characters. Darth Vader was Maleficent, Luke was Prince Philip, and Leah was Aurora. I was so proud of my story, and from then on, I wanted to be an author.

Three years later, in sixth grade, my teacher Mrs. Bunce had a unit where we got to actually “publish” a book. She connected this project with our world history unit on Ancient Egypt. We each wrote our own story based in Ancient Egypt, split up the parts of our stories into pages, and typed each page up. After printing out the pages, we drew the illustrations. Then Mrs. Bunce helped us copy our pages onto larger papers front and back so when we folded the pages, it made a book. We sewed the pages down the middle. We then hot glued fabric onto cardboard to make our book cover, and hot glued the first and final pages to the cardboard covers. If we wanted to leave one with Mrs. Bunce, we made two; which I did.

I kept in touch with Mrs. Bunce, and every once in a while she would say, “I still have my copy of your book! I use it as one example when I’m introducing the project to my current students.” Her support really lit a fire in me that maybe I could really publish one day.

Teenage Angst Poetry

During the difficult teen years, I had a notebook for poetry. Everything that upset me, I wrote a dramatic poem about. I still have my notebook. Most of the poems make me cringe, but there are a few that still tug at my heart. 

My attempt at mommy blogging

I was a new mom in 2013 when mommy blogging exploded onto the social media scene. And I thought, “I’d like to do that.” So I started my own blog: Milk Chocolate. I published between every other month to once a month for nine years. I wrote about motherhood, pregnancy, myself, my religion, and how my family celebrated each holiday and birthday. My ability to publish frequently decreased when I started my teaching career. I also started writing fiction at the same time, and have focused on that since 2020.

Guest Contributor

In 2016, I submitted a guest article to (what was at the time) Mormon Women Stand (now called Latter-Day Saint Women Stand). They accepted my guest article, and a month later invited me to join the website as a monthly contributor. I wrote religious articles for Latter-Day Saint Women Stand for three years. This experience helped me improve my writing skills significantly because there were designated editors every article had to go through before it could be published. With my personal blog, I was in complete control; with LDSWS, I had to work with others. 

COVID – the killer or creator of dreams?

Throughout my early years of motherhood and blogging, I still had a head full of ideas for fiction. I started two separate novels I never finished. In May 2020, my husband lost his job, which became a huge motivator for me to make something of myself. I had been a stay at home mom for five years, and I was ready to expand my horizons. Because of my husband’s unemployment, we needed a consistent income right away. So I simultaneously applied for teaching jobs and began writing another book. Well, third time’s the charm. That was the book I finished and will be published soon. (My journey to finding a publisher will be a separate post.) 

Writing has always been a part of my life. From short stories, to poetry, to blogging, to my big dream of full length fiction. I’m so excited and grateful to be here, at the cusp of my dream. And I’m grateful that you are here on this journey with me.