'Twas The Night Before Halloween — Why Christmas Shouldn’t Have All the Fun

Celebrate Halloween with Twas The Night Before Halloween, a spooky poetry collection bringing timeless holiday charm to the eerie magic of October nights.

For as long as I can remember, ’Twas the Night Before Christmas has been a part of my holiday season. It’s a piece of timeless magic — a poem that conjures twinkling lights, warm fires, and that tingle of anticipation in the air. But one day, as I was pulling it from the shelf yet again, I found myself wondering: Why doesn’t Halloween have something like this?

Halloween has its own sense of anticipation — that charged feeling when the days grow shorter, the wind turns sharp, and shadows start to seem a little deeper than usual. It’s the one night a year where the veil between worlds feels paper-thin, where ghouls, ghosts, and creatures of the dark have their moment. Yet, while Christmas gets its cozy rhymes and chimney-hopping folklore, Halloween’s poetry shelf has always felt a bit… empty.

So, I decided to change that.

A Macabre Tribute in Rhyme

'Twas The Night Before Halloween and Other Haunting Poems is my love letter to the spooky season. It’s a reimagining of a classic structure — keeping the rhythm and familiarity of Clement Clarke Moore’s original, but cloaking it in cobwebs, moonlight, and the rustle of dead leaves. The reindeer have been replaced with skeletal horses. The warm glow of the hearth is now the cold gleam of a graveyard under a full moon. And Santa? Well… he’s not exactly jolly in this version.

But it’s not just a single poem. This collection holds other eerie verses, each one a small portal into a different corner of Halloween’s haunted heart. Some are whimsical, some are chilling, and some may just make you glance over your shoulder while reading.

Why I Had to Write It

Halloween has always been more than just costumes and candy to me. It’s atmosphere. It’s storytelling. It’s the way one flickering jack-o’-lantern can turn an ordinary night into something electric with mystery. Writing this book felt like giving the season a voice — one that’s equal parts mischievous and bone-chilling.

I wanted something you could read aloud, year after year, with the same tradition and excitement people reserve for holiday classics. A book to be pulled from the shelf every October, its pages infused with that delicious mix of nostalgia and unease.

Now it’s here — my contribution to Halloween’s literary spirit. A little spooky, a little playful, and hopefully, timeless in its own right.

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Make it apart of your holiday season where ever books are sold!