If I had finished my rewrite of Book One on time this year, I'd be posting a holiday-themed story for The Everyday Divinities Project. Maybe next year. For now, you'll have to settle for this little holiday post.
It's getting late here at my dad's house in Colorado, my baby sister is in bed, and Santa is busy placing presents under the tree for her to discover in the morning. I'm getting my writing in while I can, but even so, I have to pause and take in the wonder of the season. The holidays are such a magical time of year, and while the commercialism of the shopping season threatens to overshadow that at times (which I'm sure pleases the inanimate gods), we still understand the essence of it. It's family and friends, good meals with good company, and giving unconditionally of our food, our time, our love. That's what I get out of the holidays, at least, and I hope you do, too.
So, from your penniless writer and his family, I give you all our best holiday wishes. May this season bring you and yours limitless comfort and joy!