Mystery Skateboards

You read that correctly. Instead of waxing philosophical on the balancing act that is the life of a writer/mother/freelance journalist with a torn MCL, I chose to google.
I googled "mystery."
This is what I found:
Mystery skateboards.
Mystery is all around, as pervasive as the art through which it is produced - and art these are!
The influences of great mystery and horror stories are in this art, as surely as they are in the fabric of our society. There is the black bird - Poe's raven, or at least a reference to ill omen. Psycho Annie - authors must at once think of William March's The Bad Seed (personal story about this at bottom of post), but other variations exist as well. Primal Rage again takes me back to Poe - The Murders In The Rue Morgue - but there is also King Kong and the question of friend or foe in that goliath.
I never would have googled "skateboard," but I found this site and was struck by the images. It's amazing how in this vast world we share a common experience: the story. No matter how it comes to us, be it movie or grandmother's voice, Internet or dog-eared book, it shapes our very existence and brings us together.
It's a mystery.

For more on these artful skateboards check out the website of Mystery Skateboards.

Now for the personal story. My mother is an actress and did many local theatre productions when my sister and I were young. When the time came, she drew Melissa and I into the acting world as well, and we took center stage for one special production each. At age 10 I played Helen Keller in The Miracle Worker (won Best Actress for the year if I might brag). My sister was Rhoda in The Bad Seed.
I am not implying anything by this distinction! We had no control over the seasons chosen and the ages we were! But my sister made a scarily good Rhoda, and my father played the janitor she burned to death...Would you call us a sick family?
Years and years of theatre quotes and therapy later, we are all best friends and everyone is still alive.




So far.