Apparently, I’m not good at blogging during December. I know what you’re thinking—you’re worried sick that I’ve been taken captive by an army of Ninjabread Men.
And you’d be partially right.
Okay, no—you’d be completely wrong. I’ve merely been running around like an elf with mangled pointy-toed shoes¹, trying to cram a ton of Christmas-y awesomeness into ten too-small days.
I made an army of Ninjabread Men, for one. Also, we shopped for gifts, wrapped them beautifully, made one post office run, and (at least) two Target runs, and several appearances at Starbucks. Our Christmas tree is a) actually decorated this year, b) still decorated, by some miracle, despite our two tree-hugging cats, and c) beautiful in our new apartment.
So, where does writing fit in there? Last week, it actually fit quite well, but alas—this week I’ll be lucky just to incorporate some minor changes into my first 30 pages. I did manage to make a list of (lofty! ambitious! driven!) goals for my WIPs, though, effective Boxing Day.
Aaaaaand, what would Christmas be without family and friends? My sister came to town Friday, my parents came on Saturday, one of my college BFFs dropped in last night, and some Denton friends are coming to visit for the next couple of days.
I love Christmas. The Ninjabread, the friends and family, the festive lights, the meaning behind the holiday, the warmth of it all²—it’s worth long post office lines, braving crowds at the stores, tidying up the house, and putting writing goals on hold for a bit.
It’s a season for peace, to slow down and be grateful, and to rest and refresh before the new year begins.
Happy Christmas week to you all!
¹I’m guessing that’s the North Pole equivalent to “chicken with its head cut off,” yes?
²And by warmth, I’m referring to warm fuzzies. That said, here in Texas, it’s sunny and 76ºF outside—I guess it’s time for that kind of warmth, too. Unfortunately. (In completely unrelated news, has anyone figured how to mail snow yet? Because I sort of want some, and I know you guys are just dying to get rid of yours!)