Like any kid, I used to dress up and trick or treat in my neighborhood for Halloween. One year I went as C3PO, a fact which greatly amused my science-fiction-loving husband. After I bought a set of Renaissance garb from the Ren Faire, I wore that dress every Halloween (it fed my geekiness and, as an added bonus, was nice and warm). Now that I'm an adult, my Halloween traditions have changed. Halloween has transformed into All-Hallow's Eve, one of Duke Chapel's best services of the year. The church is completely dark, and as the congregation processes in with candles, my Vespers choir sings the Requiem chant from the rafters. Haunting and transformative! I can't wait for this year's service (even though it doesn't get out until around midnight, an hour past my usual bedtime).
Halloween has also come to be associated with one of my few seasonal bookish traditions. Just as winter break means a Bronte novel, October means Wilkie Collins! Last year, I read The Woman in White, bundled up in my covers and flying eagerly through the novel to figure out all of the secrets. Luckily, I also have a copy of The Moonstone. Rather delightfully, both are old orange Penguins, which feels just perfect for the season. I'm trying to be more productive at school so that I can guiltlessly take some reading time for myself in the evenings, and I'm really looking forward to starting Collins's other famous mystery.
What does fall conjure for you? What are you reading lately, and does it fit in with the changing season?