There are a lot of traditions that have built up around this time of year. A tradition is simply a habit that is carried out at the same time, and often the meaning is forgotten in the mists of time. Some of our most treasured traditions are related to a pagan celebration, a family recipe or even a marketing campaign.

Some are a way to connect with family – a recipe for biscuits or gravy that is handed down through the generations. You taste the same cookie of your childhood and for that magical moment your parents are still alive, and you feel the fur of your old dog under your fingers. A time of year when memories strike the hardest, and for many a time of sorrow for lost loved ones. All amidst a society bent on celebrating, a forced good cheer and social activity that may hide a heart black with grief.

Yet all things pass, our own childhoods faster than we realise. We can pass on that recipe and hope that the new memories we make are a salve for the past. The next generation dances past with stars in their eyes and don’t notice the tear that may be in ours.

Christmas is a time of celebration – and its origins are shrouded in time. Was it a pagan celebration of the solstice, or the birth of Jesus? Or both or neither? Perhaps the time of mid winter for the northern hemisphere is a time when people gathered together to share food and hope that the cold would end and they would soon see the earth green once more.

Many of the traditions are only a few hundred years old – advent calendars, cards, trees and gift giving have all become more elaborate from simple beginnings. Even Santa – a version of the European St Nicholas – was used by Coca Cola in an advert in the 1940’s, and the red and white outfit become an instant tradition.

In Australia with the hot summer Christmas, many have seafood instead of roasts, and spend the day at the beach or pool. Santa rides a surfboard in some popular Aldi adverts, and there is a song about Santa and his six white kangaroos instead of reindeer. But we kept the good stuff – presents, mince pies, and trees but unfortunately haven’t managed to avoid carols in shopping centres since October.

So I guess we can all feel free to create our own traditions and discard ones we hate like eggnog or making kids sit on Santa’s lap. It’s been, and will continue to be, some tough times for many, so maybe a little kindness to yourself and others is a fine tradition to start.

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Cindy Tomamichel is a multi-genre author, with her SMP series Druid’s Portal a time travel action adventure romance set in Roman Britain. Short stories of fantasy, scifi and romance can be found on her website, where she blogs on aspects of world building. Free books on Amazon include short stories of romance and assorted writing help books.

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The Importance of Being Profound…Or Not

This is an odd topic for the end of the year. We’re all busy with upcoming holidays. I’ve been decorating the house, trying to get the lights outside to line up with the plugs, shopping, cooking, getting out my Christmas cookie recipes.

My son and daughter-in-law visited for a few days from across the country. I hadn’t seen them in two years and my husband and I were thrilled to have family members in the house. Except for the cat. He was not thrilled and hid out in the bedroom most of the time they were here.

But most of us who read this blog are writers, and those who are not are at least interested in what goes on in the minds of those who bring heroes and heroines, angst and happy endings into their lives. What’s on my mind as I write these days is the need (or not) for profundity. Is a good plot, good characters, and good dialogue enough? Or should there be profound statements, insights dealing with life, pithy commentary from a character’s mouth or mind?

Let’s turn to the best sellers. I read about eighty books a year. Compulsive reader, that’s me. One book finishes, the next one starts. I’ve read best sellers with compelling, twisty, interesting plots and no character development. I’ve also read books with characters we get to know through deep point of view, who share their insights and feelings by stringing together words that make compelling sentences. Some of these will end up being listed on “quote” sites.

As a romance writer, I often wonder if my characters are too shallow, if the hero or heroine should make erudite statements about their world or their emotional state, or give thoughtful—even quotable—comments about some life situation. You know, something like, “It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness…” etc. or, “It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife.” These are openings, but as profound as you can get.

Do my books lack profundity? Does a romance with a good story and a happy ending need it? Odd things to ponder as we approach a new year, as our busy lives get more frantic, and our writing projects sit in the computer waiting for attention.

Right now all I want to do is watch Hallmark Christmas movies and read books with snow and mistletoe and warm fires. I don’t want to be a deep thinker. So the question will be held over until next year while I eat cookies and unwrap Hershey’s kisses and fill my kitchen with the smell of cinnamon and vanilla.

I’ll leave erudition to others.

Wishing everyone a great holiday season.

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The Write Word with Wareeze

Writing the Story Forward

Hello again writers and fellow readers.,

Welcome to the Soul Mate Publishing blog. Thanks for sharing a moment of your precious time with me. Under my pen name, Wareeze Woodson, I have written six historical  romance novels for Soul Mate Publishing all available on Amazon. Conduct Unbecoming of a Gentleman, An Enduring Love, A Lady’s Vanishing Choices, Captured by the Viscount, The Earl’s Scandalous Wager, Bittersweep.

If you’ll be kind enough to read forward, perhaps my words shall offer a little more insight into writing and the turmoil therein. In order to write the story forward, there must be a transition between the action scenes.

Have you have read a book that went on and on without an advancement to the story line? I have and I did want to turn the page alright, but only to escape the tedium of hashing the same thing over until it made me yawn. I hope to show examples of what not to do along with something to move the story forward.

One of my favorite authors, now deceased, wrote a book where the hero could never convince the heroine of the reality of the situation. She couldn’t commit to him, or accept him in her life. Although evidence of the truth of his words was all around her, she fought against the reality of being in another world. I wanted to slap her on the back of the head. Harping on that one element was very off-putting. Start with a strong premise and with characters not as blind as those who choose not to see.

On to moving the story forward. While working toward that end, remember the characters can’t be in one place and simply arrive at another location without forward motion. A transition must occur.

The reader must be drawn into the story by a description of the place, smells, noises, and relatable things that happen in everyday life plus wanting to know what happens next. FORWARD MOTION.

An example while traveling: Conduct Unbecoming of a Gentleman

“Be careful and have a safe journey. I’ll wave you away in the morning.” Adron kissed her and with a pat, sent her out the door.

The next morning, Adron appeared on the steps as Horace, a big, burly, dark complexioned man with black hair and eyes, pulled the coach round to the front entrance. He dismounted and scanned the sky. “Weather appears nasty, Milord.”

Laurel rushed down the stairs. “Please! I must go to my aunt.”

In a slight upward nod with his chin, Adron acknowledged her statement. “The weather does appear dubious but if it becomes too inclement, Horace will pull in at the nearest inn or posting house. Have a safe trip and wish your aunt the best health.”

Breathing a sigh of relief, she climbed aboard and took Jamie from Hester’s arms as the maid flopped on the opposite seat. Laurel waved and watched Adron as he returned her wave before mounting the steps.

Delighted to be well on her way, in spite of the threat of a pending downpour, she was even happier to have Jamie with her. With the gentle sway of the coach, Jamie fell asleep, and Hester nodded off soon after. As the day advanced, Laurel’s eyelids grew heavy and drifted down as well.

The smell of rain-drenched air brought her round and she glanced out the window. The sky had darkened considerably since the morning and the storm broke with a vengeance. Rain pelted the vehicle making it advisable to put up at the closest inn. Horace drove the coach out on the pike-road, a mile or so north of Han’s Cross on the lookout for the lonely posting house. He pulled to a stop and helped the ladies down.


Laurel and her group traipsed into the inn, shaking the moisture from their traveling cloaks. Following the Innkeeper into the interior of the inn, she approved the private parlor off the coffee room with a nod. A cheerful fire chased the dampness from the chamber and chairs were placed before the hearth. She rubbed her hands together before the blaze and pulled Jamie’s chair a little closer before ordering a light repast to accompany the tea.

Hester tripped into the room. “Everything is right and tight as is proper for your ladyship and the little one.” The maid bustled about the room, fluffing pillows, and drawing a small table and chairs closer to the fire. “I’ve unpacked, Milady.” At the rap on the door, Hester hurried over to open it. “Here’s your supper now.” She arranged the meal on the table and bobbed her head. “Your ladyship.”

“Thank you, Hester. I’ll be fine. Jamie and I’ll go straight upstairs to our chamber. We’ll both go to bed so don’t concern yourself with us again tonight.”

Hester curtsied and bustled out of the parlor. Before the meal was half consumed the maid briefly knocked and burst into the room, drawing a long breath. “Milady, my chamber has been disturbed, searched and everything is in a scramble. I was that scared so I called Horace and showed him the mess.”

Another example from: An Enduring Love

Rhys nodded in agreement. I don’t suppose a hearty breakfast would come amiss. He joined Mabree in a matter of minutes and chose buttered bread, an egg, and cheese, along with a strong cup of coffee. The compelling need to return to Rebecca’s side as soon as possible, nagged at him almost as if she called to him, perhaps was still calling.

“I must leave as soon as possible.” He swallowed a few quick bites and drank his coffee. “I’m filled with a sense of urgency.” Rhys wiped his hands on the napkin and pushed back his chair. He couldn’t swallow around the lump in his throat. Clenching his fists, he continued, “Something is amiss.”

“By all means.” Mabree scraped his chair back, calling to the footman. “Have Lord Sudduth’s horse saddled. Be quick about it.”

On his feet now, Rhys nodded. “Much obliged for your assistance. I must be off.”

With a final wave, he rushed out the door and mounted his horse. After he made it to the roadway, he set Gray Boy at a dead run for a few minutes. The steady pounding of hooves seemed to urge him on, as well, until reason prevailed. No sense in killing my mount. Rhys slowed his horse to a canter for a while and finally to a fast walk. He frowned and gulped several shallow breaths. The few bites he’d swallowed seemed lodged in his chest. Something is wrong. I can sense it in my bones.

Rhys allowed his horse to recover before he set Gray Boy at a run again. Rhys alternated his horse’s pace between a dead run, a canter, and a fast walk. He growled and railed against the brightly shining sun when the setting didn’t match his mood. All seemed dark to him. What if something horrible had happened to Rebecca? She could be ill or injured in some way. What if her horse had thrown her? His whole body tensed as he envisioned one disaster after another. Henry is there to protect her. No need for panic.

Nevertheless, he kept Gray Boy at a steady pace. His mind churned with possibilities. Danger has stalked close and now both William and Nicoli lay wounded. I must try to find the culprit myself. I’ll leave Henry to watch over Rebecca. She’ll be safe under his watchful eye if I bring her grandfather into the picture. Lord Lethebridge can assign guards for his grounds, and keep his granddaughter close, especially if Weister does visit Belton Hall. With that in mind, he relaxed slightly in the saddle, and allowed his stallion to slow to a rapid walk.

Well into the late afternoon, Rhys again urged Gray Boy to gain his full stride. Before he could urge the horse to a canter, the stallion stumbled and went down, throwing Rhys. His survival instincts kicked in and he curled his arms over his head and rolled. At the same moment, he heard the report of a rifle. Gray Boy’s scream of torment shot through Rhys as he hit the ground. For a stunned moment, a burst of pain sparked, as bright as stars, before his eyes and radiated into every pore of his body. Dust choked him as he shuddered with a dreadful agony in his shoulder. Rhys tried to fight off the shock, but blackness descended upon him with full force.

These were two examples of scenes and transitions always moving the story forward. Characters moved from one place, a physical location, to another. The tale advances, both in traveling, but also in further actions, hopefully making the reader want to read the next page and the next.

I hope I’ve given the reader a brief glimpse into using a transition to move the story forward.


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My Favorite Men of Mystery

By Jeanine Englert

Brooding romantic hero? Check.

One that can also solve murders, too. Yes, please.

I love a good man of mystery, so I have decided to devote a blog to my current favorite detectives, constables, and inspectors. The ones I cannot wait to watch on television or read about in their latest book. I forced myself to pick a current top five, and for the sake of being slightly unbiased, I did not allow myself to pick from my own fictional detectives and constables, although I do adore my wounded hero and Victorian constable of Clun, John Brodie, from Lovely Digits. I think Richard Armitage would make a great John Brodie on television, don’t you? (Insert sigh here.)

The list of my favorite men of mystery changes every so often, but don’t hate me for it. Sometimes, a new brooding constable comes onto the scene, and knocks an old favorite from the list, even if it might be only temporary. What makes these inspectors and detectives so engaging? Is it their intellect and curiosity? Their complex back story and internal conflict? Or how they manage to solve the worst of crimes while still being empathetic to the human condition?

I say it is all of the above.

See if you agree with my current top Five Men of Mystery:

#5: Hinterland’s DCI Tom Mathias (BBC)

#4: Shetland’s DI Jimmy Perez (BBC)

#3: Anna Lee Huber’s Inquiry Agent Sebastian Gage from the Lady Darby Series (Berkley)

#2: Miss Scarlet and the Duke’s Scotland Yard Detective Inspector William Wellington (PBS)

#1: Dalgliesh’s Detective (and poet!) Adam Dalgliesh based on P.D. James’s novels (BBC)

Care to share your own favorite men of mystery? Let me know what you think of my top five. Any changes you’d make? I’m always up for a little lighthearted verbal sparring to defend my favorites.

Happy Reading!

Jeanine Englert is a double VIVIAN ® FINALIST, Golden Heart ® Finalist, Silver Falchion Award Winner, and Daphne du Maurier Award Winner in historical romantic suspense. After years of writing in secret, she joined Romance Writers of America and Georgia Romance Writers in 2013 and has been an active member ever since. She writes Scottish Highland historicals and historical romantic suspense novels.

When she isn’t wrangling with her characters on the page, she can be found trying to convince her husband to watch her latest Masterpiece or BBC show obsession. She loves to talk about books, writing, her beloved pups, and of course mysteries with other readers on Twitter @JeanineWrites, Facebook, or at her website

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Grateful for my Fellow Soulies:

            In this season of Thanksgiving, I wanted to acknowledge all for which I’m thankful. Of course, I’m grateful for my husband and all the amazing people in my life. During this pandemic, we have all learned how valuable human relationships are and how much being separated from friends and family grates on the soul. As a teacher, I’m also grateful for days off when I can indulge in reading, and I am very thankful that I am part of a talented group of writers at Soul Mate Publishing. 

            Recently, I read a novel entitled Can’t Stop the Music by fellow Soulies C. D. Hersh, that intrepid Soul Mate husband and wife team. The characters are wonderfully drawn. Rosemary is a girl with old-fashioned values at sea during the free love era. Anthony DeMarco is every woman’s fantasy—handsome and gentlemanly. The love scenes they share vibrate like a pulsing drumbeat, and what truly makes this novel come alive is the music! Rosemary and Anthony connect at Woodstock, and then reconnect in the 1970s. The novel took me back to another time when love and unity weren’t dirty words or ideas to deride.  

Well done, Catherine and Donald! 

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The Yorkies and I love Thanksgiving. Put us at a table groaning with turkey, mashed potatoes, dressing, sweet potatoes, cranberry sauce, fruit salad, veges and more salads, we don’t let go of our fork until we stumble almost comatose to the nearest recliner, sofa or bed. Why, we barely can toddle back to the desert table bravely holding pies, cakes, and wonders of wonders, grandmother’s steam pudding.YUM!! Now I’m saying “we” and yes, I’m including the Yorkie kids. They lay close to my feet and know its their solemn duty to scarf up any bites of turkey that just happen to fall their way.

I digress. As I collapse on the sofa, I see many smug looks and hear the word: TRYPTOPHAN. Well hang on ’cause I’m about to burst their bubble. There is less tryptophan in a 3 oz serving of turkey than in chicken. Yep! Nuts and cheese have more tryptophan. Sure tryptophan encourages serotonin production in our brain and makes us relaxed and sleep, but the sad fact is, and I’m whispering it, the sleepiness could be due to overeating. We’re inhaling a lot of carbohydrates not to mention the stress of a day of cooking, baking, and cleaning up. In light of this information, I’m giving a couple hints on how to combat the overeating. Mind you now, I don’t intend to follow any of them. Here they are: put small portions on your plate (fat chance), stop when full (huh?), after the meal take a walk (now that I might try if I can pry myself off the sofa). I need that sofa to gather my strength for pumpkin pie and whipped cream. But I do limit myself to only one piece. I have to save room for steam pudding. Wow, guess I do follow the small portion suggestion. And I do follow the after meal taking a walk. I walk from the sofa to the dessert table. As for stopping when I’m full, I do that too. Right before I fall in bed that night, I stop.

I didn’t mention another couple stressors that might cause after dinner tiredness and they are alcohol and football games. I’m only lightly mentioning these because how could a nice glass of wine with that sumptuous meal be a culprit? And football??? Horrors! As I said, take these lightly.

I do apologize for this topic being short, but I’m still tired from yesterday. Could it be the tryptophan in the leftover turkey sandwich I just gobbled down? My Yorkie babies think its due to the pecan pie that followed the sandwich. After all, nuts have tryptophan.

More later. The Yorkies and I are taking a nap.

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A Few of My Favorite Things – Holiday Romances

Long before I started writing romance, I was (and still am) an avid romance reader.  I’d like to share some of my favorite elements from romance novels and the reasons why I think they work so well.

The holidays can be a challenge for even the most ardent happily-ever-afters.  There’s the stress of preparations, travel, and managing expectations.  Then there’s the biggest stressor of all: family.

Almost everyone would agree that spending time with family is one of the key parts of the holiday season.  It can be the part that we look forward to most, but it can also be a challenge.  People are tired, cranky, and being shoved into close proximity, so they’re usually not at their best.  They’re excited and hoping for a wonderful experience, which can make the crash even harder when things don’t go as expected.

I’ll admit that I’m a sucker for a holiday romance with family drama.  And my absolute favorite sub-subgenre is when the love interest stands up to the family on behalf of a main character.  If there’s a scene where the love interest is going to blurt out all of their feelings and why the main character is such a wonderful person and why their family should appreciate them more, it’s an instant one-click for me.  (Especially if it’s paired with a fake relationship that becomes real… it’s romance catnip.)

In real life, I generally ascribe to the philosophy of each side of a romantic partnership should deal with their own family.  They shouldn’t rely on the partner to negotiate issues.  But the stand-up shout-out is an exception.

Families are supposed to be the soft place that catches you when you fall and many of them are.  But some families are more interested in grinding a person down until they fit into the family’s preconceived notion of who that person should be.  That kind of environment can teach a person that their ability to be loved is conditional on their effectiveness at not being their true selves.  When someone else comes in and tells them that they’re wonderful just the way they are, it can be a revelation.

I also enjoy the reverse, where the family is looking down on the love interest and the main character ends up loudly defending them.  It’s almost always a situation where the main character realizes that their family’s expectations and values don’t match their own.  They break free of their own limitations and stand up for the person they love.

When that person is willing to stand up to the family and shout how amazing their beloved is… it’s magical.  It’ll bring a tear to my eye, guaranteed.  Because it’s always easier to believe in yourself when someone else believes too.

There are plenty of examples of these sub-subgenres outside of the holiday romance category, but to me, they work so neatly together that they dovetail perfectly.  The family is all gathered together, which increases the pressure on the couple.  The tension gets even higher because it’s a limited amount of time.

Reading and watching these stories are some of my favorite ways to celebrate.  They represent the best of the holidays in my opinion.  They’re messy, they’re dramatic, and yet it all transforms into something transcendent and beautiful by the end.

Happy Holidays to you all!

I write paranormal romance full of suspense, action, and adventure.  My first book with Soul Mate is Deadly Potential (Federal agent Ben will do anything to protect songwriter Katie from a supernatural stalker who can hide in plain sight), available on Kindle Unlimited.  Or there’s my original series about a secret society of superheroes living among us.  Begin with Revelations for free!

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Giving Thanks, by Janina Grey, Guest Blogger

Last weekend my husband and I put away the last of the Halloween/Samhain décor and brought out the Autumn Harvest and Thanksgiving decorations. Autumn has always been my favorite time of year, and now, smack dab in the middle of the season, I’m overwhelmed with all the blessings I’ve had throughout the year. In fact, 2021 has been so stuffed with good times that I might as well put it on a platter for Thanksgiving and serve it with a side of mashed potatoes and gravy.

With the pandemic easing its chokehold on the world, I’m so thankful that we are able to resume our family holiday tradition of gathering  to celebrate not only Turkey Day, but my and my daughter’s birthdays as well. Last year, we nixed all in-person celebrations. This year, while we are still taking precautions by wearing masks when we go out, we are all vaccinated and as a result we will be gathering at my house for our traditional Thanksgiving holiday feast.

So as the season continues on, I give thanks daily. Surviving COVID-19 and its mutations is top on my list, of course. But I also beat cancer again (third time lucky!) with my successful surgery in January. In addition, my son and his girlfriend got engaged; my daughter and her boyfriend moved into their own apartment; my niece got married; and my great grand-nephew celebrated his first birthday.

I’m also very thankful that we felt safe enough to venture out of our cave a few times this year. I spent some time hanging out at the beach and camping with my sister and her family, attending a reunion of sorts at a magical place called Kindervolk with my husband’s chosen family, and visiting friends on Long Lake and in New Hampshire. We headed to Tennessee to celebrate my 96-year-old grandmother’s birthday this summer and got to hug a ton of kin I’ve not seen in decades. I also took a Death Mid-Wife certification course with a couple of friends in Massachusetts, something I’ve been trying to do for years.

On top of all of that goodness happening, I had my second release with Soul Mate Publishing earlier this year. LOVE IN THE FOREST Book 1 of the Earth and Sky Series has been receiving rave reviews from my awesome fans, who love Brooke Meadows and Josh Quinn’s story and all the wonderful witchy things happening in the Adirondack Mountains. Recently I was blown away with a Four-Star review from Brenda Wilson in the  InD’Tale Magazine, November-December 2021 edition.

Earlier this year, I finished Book 2 of the Earth and Sky Series, LIFE IS FOR LIVING. This story focuses on Barefoot Dan, who was introduced in LOVE IN THE FOREST. Book 3, LOST IN YOUR RHYTHM, is nearly completed and focuses on two characters introduced in LIFE IS FOR LIVING —Jack Issa and Liza Purkypile. (Yes, that’s a real name. I’m paying homage to ancestors I learned about this summer, who lived back in the 17th century!)

Recently, I talked with my publisher about release dates for Books 2 and 3, and we are looking at May 2022 and November 2022, respectively. My days are quite full lately, with my position in a non-profit agency working with domestic violence survivors, marketing LOVE IN THE FOREST, and writing LOST IN YOUR RHYTHM. And even though I’ve been writing since I was a young child and I spent 20 years of my life as a journalist, I finally feel like a “real” author.

When I’m not writing, we make sure to take time out for family with monthly celebrations with our chosen family and monthly D&D sessions with our kin.

And for that, for all the love filling my life, I am most grateful.

May you and your loved ones have a safe and happy Thanksgiving!

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The Gratitude List by Susan Hanniford Crowley

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Soon the United States of America will celebrate Thanksgiving.

“Thanksgiving Day is a national holiday in the United States, and Thanksgiving 2021 occurs on Thursday, November 25. In 1621, the Plymouth colonists and the Wampanoag shared an autumn harvest feast that is acknowledged today as one of the first Thanksgiving celebrations in the colonies. For more than two centuries, days of thanksgiving were celebrated by individual colonies and states. It wasn’t until 1863, in the midst of the Civil War, that President Abraham Lincoln proclaimed a national Thanksgiving Day to be held each November.” (From

If you research the first Thanksgiving, you will find that if it wasn’t for the generosity of the Native Americans, they would not have survived.

In addition to the family gathering and the turkey dinner, I like to make a gratitude list. I find that it gives my heart peace.

Here’s my list. All are equally important.
1. God
2. Family and friends which includes the family pets
3. My doctors, the nurses, and staff – without whom I would not be alive today
4. My church
5. Food
6. My home
7. My car
8. Writing
9. Soul Mate Publishing
10. The gift of spending each day and seeing the wonders of life.

Feel free to share some items on your list in the comment box. May your upcoming holiday be safe and happy.

Susan Hanniford Crowley, Author of Vampire Princess of New York
Amazon Kindle Bestselling Author of Vampire Romance

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Writing Through Stress… Back to the Holidays

Here we are at the brink of the holidays. We have about a week until Thanksgiving, and we all know how quickly time flies after that.

I have no idea what I’m doing this year. I mean, Christmas-wise. I’ll figure it out, I know. But the worry and planning have started.

Thanksgiving is a two-parter. Dinner at my brother’s with my siblings and their siblings. That should be fun. The kids all had arrangements with friends, which is fine. I’ve told them many times that they shouldn’t feel obligated to do something they really don’t want to do. That sounds terrible and it’s not what I mean at all. I mean, sometimes you want to do something different. Or your friend doesn’t have anyone to spend the holiday with. And that it’s okay to make new traditions.

We’ve been doing that a lot lately. As our families have grown, it’s just not always logical to do the things we used to. Not just my kids, but my entire family has changed and grown. We’ve had to rearrange how we do almost all of the holidays, except for Easter. I don’t know why that still works, but it does at this point.

So, this year, we’re having a second Thanksgiving with the kids and a few of their/our other friends. Not a lot of people, which is good. But it should be a good time.

Working on edits for my book that comes out in April. It’s going well, but it’s taking me forever – or so it feels. I had some issues with my charging cables. Well, one of our cats decided my cables were something good to chew on. I knew she’d done it, but it was still working, so I put off ordering a replacement. Don’t you know that the day my edits came, the cable gave up the ghost. So I ordered a new one. It came quickly. I made the mistake of leaving it in the dining room, and guess what? Yeah, she chewed it again and it immediately stopped working. So I ordered two and so far, I’ve been diligent about putting it away. But oy!

That’s all I have! I wish you and yours the happiest of holidays and celebrations that make you smile!


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