<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-363577471754479724</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Tue, 29 Jul 2025 07:03:26 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>death</category><category>cemetery</category><category>Dead</category><category>Etsy</category><category>Massachusetts</category><category>New England</category><category>Witches</category><category>cemeteries</category><category>ghost stories</category><category>ghosts</category><category>grave robbing</category><category>resurrection</category><category>Ghost Town</category><category>Jewelry</category><category>Murder</category><category>New Orleans</category><category>Salem</category><category>Summer</category><category>Welcome</category><category>art</category><category>autumn</category><category>day of the dead</category><category>halloween</category><category>handmade</category><category>history</category><category>holocaust</category><category>houseflies</category><category>oddities</category><category>photography</category><category>practical magic</category><category>spells</category><category>urban legends</category><category>vampires</category><category>zombies</category><title>My October Country</title><description>Spooky stories, creepy commentaries and interesting finds from around the online cemetery</description><link>http://myoctobercountry.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Ephemerot)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-363577471754479724.post-7037429241546329337</guid><pubDate>Sat, 20 Oct 2012 18:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-10-23T19:50:13.180-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Massachusetts</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Murder</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">New England</category><title>Fall River</title><atom:summary type="text">&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;
 
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Let me
tell you about a man named Joe, although that was almost certainly not his real
name. It was a common moniker to men of his station and status, much in the
same way a black man in the south might </atom:summary><link>http://myoctobercountry.blogspot.com/2012/10/fall-river.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Amanda)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN6z_yIQJsdjH5PHQ0-Yc8YyJ9e44u_f458LApIh3zPcPwt_uI7Tdgqu-bduBEj4e7oAUZRVnKAFlZEEljOdBtAH6PRmb2d6qJSEZLtr11elSR7ooksrFxMYU8SstxfEOge2AGcqdoxEI/s72-c/1215102.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-363577471754479724.post-5648432347721895295</guid><pubDate>Thu, 04 Oct 2012 05:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-10-04T07:33:12.419-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ghost Town</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Massachusetts</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">New England</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Witches</category><title>The Witches of The Commons  </title><atom:summary type="text">







The typical rendering of a New England Witch, taken from art inspired by the events in Salem.


The American witch is something that seems to belong distinctly to the northeast. While adaptable to rural communities in the Midwest, and melded into the form of the voodoo priestess in the Deep South, the most classic version of the old crone is a vision that seems directly uprooted from the </atom:summary><link>http://myoctobercountry.blogspot.com/2012/10/the-witches-of-commons_3.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Amanda)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgTFcPiWE1_xeJB_p2upx-HelTJe4Zh_G0TB8B9OM7NldRXeaXPAXEqLScH64r68QPG2oK5-MNetlB4H332YLrzUrxtTcv_QT5E1UJ5o27lPWaJVLN518SjqQCMaeouEhMH317RFBacUQ/s72-c/salem-witch-trials-4.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-363577471754479724.post-4580857234574573785</guid><pubDate>Fri, 10 Jun 2011 17:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-10-23T19:50:03.270-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Etsy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Summer</category><title>Friday Freakout: Eerie on Etsy</title><atom:summary type="text">
It&#39;s Friday. I&#39;m ready to blow up. So it&#39;s time to calm things down and frolic around Etsy, especially since today is the Etsy Global Craft Party. I&#39;ll be attending the Houston party tonight.  Of course, I&#39;m always looking to have my imagination fired by creepy things. This is my OCTOBER Country.



But! It&#39;s not October yet. So I thought I&#39;d explore some fun products that have all the requisite</atom:summary><link>http://myoctobercountry.blogspot.com/2011/06/friday-freakout-eerie-on-etsy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Amanda)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFHV4Jx4iRxT7Kci5OblZEUcrV-dCVr4ix7ZwGZNG-fGPwlorN3p_Fo5TJJjhKOjdZWcJCMldMmLDtbSaE3psQICexq_7tldYwyNQBibhp4dwyHLqSoE4ZS9HfjLaYHGuACdrrm0RcBzI/s72-c/wallet.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-363577471754479724.post-7187018686149020811</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Jun 2011 17:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-10-04T07:54:21.573-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cemeteries</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">death</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">New Orleans</category><title>Gulf Coast Graveyards</title><atom:summary type="text">




So I&#39;ve barely had a day off since October of last year, when I took a birthday trip to the beautifully wicked city of New Orleans, LA. While there, I obviously soaked up the creepy, and spent my days rooting out the authentic from the tourist. There is plenty of both in this old city, and much of it remains despite the high waters of 2005. That being said, I sadly did not venture out from </atom:summary><link>http://myoctobercountry.blogspot.com/2011/06/gulf-coast-graveyards.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Amanda)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7Z_-n54Dv98cejeiXM_Xeb86xcHRS4xNR6pStfhIYrF9wzpwEKgwzrEK4LWvFELOQVD8PX0M_bGzAROQFZOq9rWLKK-CV-xrH930rstSbX2rWJD2J4WxesaEOppphRRa8vYNbJIK64l8/s72-c/Mourning+Shadow.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-363577471754479724.post-8080602260107012236</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Jun 2011 17:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-06-08T10:34:10.131-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Dead</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">resurrection</category><title>Back from the Dead!</title><atom:summary type="text">Yes, I&#39;m Back! It&#39;s been a crazy busy eight months, and I&#39;m sure I don&#39;t have to tell you that running your own business and working full time at the same time leaves little time for extracurriculars. But, I&#39;ve so missed my little blog project, and I&#39;ve got some material with which to jump back into the fold. I&#39;ll also be changing the scope of this blog a tad to focus on artisans, crafters and </atom:summary><link>http://myoctobercountry.blogspot.com/2011/06/back-from-dead.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Amanda)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-363577471754479724.post-6773098803695154292</guid><pubDate>Fri, 15 Oct 2010 20:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-20T09:49:52.501-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">autumn</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cemeteries</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">day of the dead</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">ghosts</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">halloween</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">spells</category><title>Keeping Up With October</title><atom:summary type="text">The dark month is flying by, and the world has kept me too busy to enjoy it. I admit that I feel like I&#39;m missing my favorite time of year. So I&#39;m back here to remind myself what I love about October, and why I try to inhabit its country all-year-round.When we look at October, and especially Halloween, those of us in the United States realize that we are celebrating a time that has been </atom:summary><link>http://myoctobercountry.blogspot.com/2010/10/keeping-up-with-october.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ephemerot)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlO7fjhjmbOYayHXpD7D0C8-YX01rWHoE6cFt09tD_6YUBFhKrm35ulr4-KbSL-YuXEo29iyLFh6fjUFoqIgpIqno0GKn-c9rNbTPBVdmAeZfEZar3X7rJ18FqQHo5_DQHrRgAqQqltxbJ/s72-c/56874559.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-363577471754479724.post-3943451407247050065</guid><pubDate>Sat, 25 Sep 2010 22:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-09-25T16:16:02.882-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Dead</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">houseflies</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">practical magic</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">resurrection</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">zombies</category><title>Raising the Dead - PMBP</title><atom:summary type="text">For the Practical Magic Blog party, I thought I’d dabble on a subject raised in the film. I always really loved the part when Jillian and Sally try to raise Jimmy, Jillian’s psychotic boyfriend, from the dead after poisoning him with Deadly Nightshade (classiest of the poisoning substances).  Besides being an absurdly bad decision to resurrect someone trying to murder you, the spell looked rather</atom:summary><link>http://myoctobercountry.blogspot.com/2010/09/raising-dead-pmbp.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ephemerot)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq74ApEHE7HQgEm2fITCUgeFn3ca0wL8rI-kRTYoj-jcCuiCgtFo8oJdMJ-ldCwBZPhtcXz6uPUy7J3j6AkzInbLiodkW_xeKpyZS1TVjK63gEdadY1iBQklYrjJaBLCj_lUQVizBMGHbq/s72-c/imgPractical%2520Magic3.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>17</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-363577471754479724.post-2199396698872701858</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 Sep 2010 18:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-09-17T13:46:31.416-07:00</atom:updated><title>Scoring the Dead – Three Film Composers to Start October</title><atom:summary type="text">A sudden noise in the silence may be a more realistic soundtrack to things that make us dread and jump, but we’ve had plenty of great modern film composers tighten the tension of horror movies and ghostly films. Some of them make their career on haunting the films released around October (obvious geniuses like John Carpenter&#39;s theme to Halloween or Titular Bells from The Exorcist; others have </atom:summary><link>http://myoctobercountry.blogspot.com/2010/09/scoring-dead-three-film-composers-to.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ephemerot)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA3TZ_2Snq6PAVqlgw-rdNb1k_ls71hf15Tcj_uzBFTJjUCEYLa7tqGFHv4M1Xx3r_JL1ghNowKDhUBGo958SvRgAsaHKyw2pO7i38l8MTF-MxGblHTFv4zDnCapDUORl1zA36j64lk6MP/s72-c/ghost.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-363577471754479724.post-381913498361038328</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Aug 2010 16:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-27T09:13:31.927-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">ghosts</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">history</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">holocaust</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">urban legends</category><title>The Haunting of History</title><atom:summary type="text">Ghost stories and urban legends sometimes mix and become interchangeable, but they’re general makeup is decidedly different. Urban legends often dance around a fantastic but possible situation, usually encompassing a warning for society (ie don’t pick up strangers in your car, don’t be a slut with your boyfriend in the woods, don’t pee in the sink at rich person’s house, ect.). But ghost stories,</atom:summary><link>http://myoctobercountry.blogspot.com/2010/08/haunting-of-history.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ephemerot)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUxMgl-irjLRBbMcBm-QFbe43ZoRPOxA8UoBNiD8yJcFLvKNpvVk5zs_SOJewOh70Gh0xMpc9_krI9mbO1D_mr_jHf-6l2j77U0uxHJqYJpck0MddKz1AEGh2PaRB_HzsJp7slJAKIogdk/s72-c/spectre6.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-363577471754479724.post-6978078613181729822</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Aug 2010 21:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-18T14:27:35.965-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Etsy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">handmade</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Jewelry</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">photography</category><title>Eerie on Etsy</title><atom:summary type="text">I love weird stuff. I especially love weird handmade stuff, which is why I want to focus for a moment on the grand creepiness that can be found via, the handmade mecca of the internet Etsy. A romp through the poisoned garden there can yield some truly freaky finds. Here&#39;s some of my recent wishlist itemsHand Engraved Spooky GlassThese four lovelies are a great combo of traditional spooky images </atom:summary><link>http://myoctobercountry.blogspot.com/2010/08/eerie-on-etsy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ephemerot)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNskSmymjCjwr2okIf4zsQ21zgr0VRbOikgIwFMjzfgpHoi4395oYmHiPSBWNZ6OK1ybtYEs9Adu2V01mfQdo_f97s8lRZUuFt0e9vSZ8WultAWEPbGZF08nX35u74AnPFCFWppzu02-Gm/s72-c/il_430xN.158294710.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-363577471754479724.post-8628359797480116312</guid><pubDate>Tue, 17 Aug 2010 02:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-26T13:18:55.613-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cemetery</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">death</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">grave robbing</category><title>Grave Bells and Bombs</title><atom:summary type="text">Taphophobia, or the fear of being buried alive, is common fear today, though often classified as irrational. Outside of murder and perhaps even the Lazarus Effect, there is little risk of premature burial in the era of modern medicine. Such was not the case in earlier centuries. Cases of premature burial range back to the 13th century and were exacerbated in the 18th and 19th century, where the </atom:summary><link>http://myoctobercountry.blogspot.com/2010/08/grave-bells-and-bombs.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ephemerot)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga_lGgnTJSW5xeJ1PPEbAJA9IqUMIRfHPilAejmYo_cyID2vG9jYLrf3BDbyveXk_Hc0sj7N4EC6bTT78KgxKEt3bMLBMuzKwqSqv8v5l8l9Fa6R2s6cjKtwoAoRFsuTdlflWq6xz28AsX/s72-c/prematureburial-clarke.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-363577471754479724.post-3611873244496398810</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Aug 2010 15:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-12T06:57:15.655-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cemetery</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">death</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">vampires</category><title>Food for the Dead – Vampires in Rhode Island</title><atom:summary type="text">The first case of New World vampirism I was ever exposed to was that of Nellie Vaughn, who died of pneumonia in 1889 at age 19. The loose facts of this case were given in the book The New England Ghost Files by Charles Turek Robinson; the entry mostly revolved around Nellie’s ghost supposedly haunting the West Greenwich Cemetery where she is buried. The account depicts the classic ghost rendering</atom:summary><link>http://myoctobercountry.blogspot.com/2010/08/food-for-dead-vampires-in-rhode-island.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ephemerot)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2MziaFSIJPwYZq7TKldPPDlgtzZrDWykGimsmUVdkQwMIcaDZkGCOss3PbyNu40ejisL1GAEHmAiL6ziHG2y54GndU0AgveKr5PZxHX3cQhb5qE6IMJIHvfuSZe7yPV9K8u3HYFVdJq6C/s72-c/images.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-363577471754479724.post-3470368915404820093</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 Aug 2010 03:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-17T07:08:13.450-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cemetery</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">death</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">grave robbing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">oddities</category><title>Amun Her Kepesh-ef of Egypt and Middlebury, VT</title><atom:summary type="text">A lot of us have beheld Egyptian royalty, usual on display at a traveling or permanent museum exhibition. But most have never seen the final resting place of any of the Egyptian monarchy, Unless you’ve visited the West Cemetery in Middlebury, VT. While some pharaohs and their progeny are allowed to remain in their tombs, others lie in state under thick glass, viewable for admission.But in the </atom:summary><link>http://myoctobercountry.blogspot.com/2010/08/amun-her-kepesh-ef-of-egypt-and.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ephemerot)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbf1FTWlOPOmjFZaFQdKVG5aYxye7LIFRXCqLcpDpuZVB-S6cVaqWUE0Z8CD6XhReHyuX7lKNbxb9t26ZLeJwEIcjrQRj_Fwe-lKsb2F-hFD1MWG3WOm6OnCVYeDjeAmwlabsOicEieRvE/s72-c/VTMIDegyptiangrave.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-363577471754479724.post-7129973372247417402</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Aug 2010 16:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-06T11:09:35.677-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">ghost stories</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Salem</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Witches</category><title>The Joshua Ward House - Salem, MA</title><atom:summary type="text">1692 is an innocuous series of numbers to most, but what happened that year in American history still calls dread to mind. There is definitely a slight widening of the eye when the gruesome event is mentioned. I’ve seen people shake their head in shame for the small puritan village, wondering how piety could become so twisted. 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