New Writing in the New Year

I've been getting over a wracking cough in my chest for the past few days, but as of Saturday night (January 9th), I started writing anew, and a new piece of fiction. And yep, it's a bit of Lovecraftiana: this time, I'm taking my cue from "From Beyond", mixed with a strange thing I'd overheard a kidlet say.

One evening during this past summer, my folks and I were having dinner at a nearby Cracker Barrel; while we waiting for our meal to arrive, we did a little people-watching, especially my mum, who likes to see families with small children. Sure enough, a young family came in, and while they waited for their order to arrive to their table, the mom started drawing pictures on the kid menu to keep her three year old little one entertained. Little one asks, "Draw a wiggle-wobble!" Says the mom, "I don't know what a wiggle-wobble is." Little one kept begging for the mom to draw "a wiggle-wobble", without getting the desired result from an increasingly bemused parent, till the little one started bouncing up and down in their high chair calling out "Wiggle-wobble! Wiggle-wobble! Wiggle-wobble!" My dad looked to my mum and with a smirk, asked, "What is a wiggle-wobble?" Said my mum, "Sounds like something the kid made up." My mind started wondering what a wiggle-wobble could be? Of course my brain thought of the flying polyps that turn up in (yep!) H.P. Lovecraft's From Beyond.

Which got me thinking of a story in which a young child starts babbling about creatures they alone can see... except these aren't the usual quirky imaginary friends. I've given myself a homework assignment, if you will (and another good excuse to read this book), and started reading Scott Jones's Resonator: New Lovecraftian Tales From Beyond, to reacquaint myself with the original story by the old Gent, and to see what other authors have done when a person's pineal gland is awakened somehow. I imagine, in some kids, the pineal gland might have yet to go dormant.