It’s a tie! We have two winners in our “Your Poem Gives Me the Creeps” Halloween Poetry Contest. Congratulations to Anya Elude for “The Banshee” and Payam Nabarz for “One Who is Three.” Anya and Payam, we’ll be in touch soon. Thanks to everyone for helping us pick the creepiest poem. It wasn’t easy. We’d also like to share the winning entry from our Halloween poem contest that we had for Llewellyn employees. Congratulations, Chuck! Halloween Night by Chuck Lukkason I think that I shall never see a pumpkin as orange as can be. So round and true and a stem so hard and green, a perfect Jack-O-Lantern it will make and all the children will scream. I’ll put

Tune in to ABC's 20/20 on Friday, November 6 at 9pm Central/10pm Eastern time. Author Michelle Belanger will be featured on the program. Michelle is the author of The Ghost Hunter's Survival Guide  and Walking the Twilight Path, and was the editor for Vampires in Their Own Words. She is also the founder of the House Kheperu. If you are a fan of Michelle's, be sure to tune in!

With Halloween just a few days away, everyone is hopping on the ghost bandwagon. I came upon this article on NPR's website. We have published many books that revolve around haunted houses. The Ghosts on 87th Lane, The Uninvited, and House of Spirits and Whispers are just a few. These books are all first-hand accounts of their experiences of living in a haunted house. Have you lived in a haunted house? If so, did you experience anything out of the ordinary?

The five poems nominated by Llewellyn staff as finalists for our "Your Poem Gives Me the Creeps" Halloween Poetry Contest have been selected! Now it is all up to you! Cast a vote for your favorite poem by entering the number next to the poem's title in the comments field of this blog post. One vote/comment per person. Please submit your vote no later than Thursday, October 29, 2009, at 4PM CST. The winner will be announced on Friday, October 30, 2009, at 12PM. #1 - "The Banshee" by Anya Elude She is lifted up in Moon's bright light To fly above the little lives below To watch the unsuspecting soul Who ventures into the night De-sending fast through inky dark To hunt her