Apologies if you read the title of this post and now have McCartney’s “Wonderful Christmastime” stuck in your head. Actually, I’m not sorry. Because it’s been stuck in my head (thus the post title), so allow me to share the misery…)
NaNoWriMo is over and I’ve met my 50K word count goal on Novel #2. Novel #1 is ready to be shipped to a professional editor, which means I get to start crafting query letters while I finish Novel #2. All this amidst making a special Christmas for my family of 9. (Husband, 4 small kids, & 3 grown-up stepchildren. Talk about a challenging gift list!)
But you know what? This is what I love. I love to find that perfect gift. I love when I miraculously craft the perfect sentence. I love to see my kids’ eyes light up when they see that Santa brought them the one thing they really wanted. I love when I get a flash of insight into what my characters really want or need, or the reason as to why they do the silly things they do. I love that we’re heading into playoff season for football, and it’s the exciting crunch time for my favorite teams. (#2 favorite Washington Redskins excepted; my hopes for them were dashed in week 5.) For me, this truly is the most wonderful time of the year. And being a writer–having the opportunity to explore my passion–why, it’s like Christmas every day!
This weekend, I cannot wait to settle down in my (somewhat garishly) decorated house, work on my novels, drink homemade eggnog (spiked for me, virgin for the kiddies), and cheer on my Miami Dolphins. (Sorry Baltimore, you may be the home team, but the Dolphins have my heart for always.) Now if I only had a house elf to rub my feet and cook dinner…