Yesterday I completed studio recording for my third Christmas CD--this time a collection of fiction, some of which has been published elsewhere the past two years. And I also submitted final proofs for my Christmas Eve story that I'll be giving out the congregation on December 24. Ordered 1000 copies just to be sure I wouldn't run out. Now, all we need are people on Christmas Eve . . . going on faith.
Odd thing about many of these stories . . . I wrote a fair number of them in the middle of summer, two in one day, sweating on the back deck in my underwear in 90+ degree heat.
Becky asked me what I was doing. "Writing Christmas stories," I told her.
"Better get some clothes on," she said. "You're starting to look like Santa Claus with a sunburn."
I'm not ready for Christmas yet. Far from it. I look back and wonder where 2011 has gone . . . and so quickly. And with all of the life changes coming my way in the summer of 2012 (two graduations, a wedding, and hopefully another college placement) I don't even want to think about the heat. I'll be in it.
Now that I've completed my Christmas works, I guess I can move on to other holidays. Isn't there a National Nap Day coming up?
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