I LOVE HALLOWEEN! It runs a close second to being one of my favorite holidays, right there, next to Christmas. And I was sure that someday I would write a story with a Halloween theme, I just wasn’t quite sure how that would come to be.
I had already been contemplating writing a story evolving around a common fear, for both children and adults . . . the fear of the dark. We all know of someone, who at one time or another has been afraid of the dark. It’s a fear that I had as a child and have watched my children and grandchildren work through. But it would all come together on one Halloween night, while out Trick or Treating with two of my grandchildren. You see, as I watched my grandchildren scamper along through their neighborhood, knocking on doors and chanting “Trick or Treat”, I was also watching and listening to three little girls following close behind us. They appeared to be around four or five years of age, and all three were dressed up in witch costumes. “Safety in numbers, even among witches,” I thought. These adorable little girls were giggling and twirling in their costumes as the scampered down the sidewalks with their parents close behind. Everyone could see how much fun they were having. That is, until it began to grow dark! I soon heard one of the little girls tearfully explain to her mom that she was ready to go home now, because it was getting dark and she was afraid. Needless to say, it didn’t take very long before these three little “witches” were headed home with their goody bags in tow.
Later that night, as I sat inside my daughter’s home, watching my grandchildren search through their Halloween bags, separating their “good” candy from the “not-so-good” candy, my thoughts kept going back to the “three little witches” and their fear of the dark. Halloween, a little witch, AND being afraid of the dark . . . hummm! So with pencil and paper, and some imagination, little Winifred Witch was born.