Friday, December 24, 2010

'twas the Night

Isn't it funny that at Christmas something in you gets so lonely for - I don't know what exactly, but it's something that you don't mind so much not having at other times. ~Kate L. Bosher

Found this fun poem at Will Write for Coffee, L. S. Murphy's blog:

Twas the night before Christmas and all through the pages,
Not a character was stirring, not even the mages.
The stockings had fallen by the chimney, who cares,
I’ve got to revise this chapter about bears.

The children were buggered and snug in their beds
While visions of goblins danced in my head.
The hubby’s in bed, and I’m at my desk
To finally settle in and fix this whole mess.

When down in the kitchen, my coffee pot beeps,
I rush to fill my mug as my heart leaps.
The idea hits hard as I pour that black gold.
I have to get it down before it turns mold.

I stir in the sugar and mix in the cream
Hoping this fix isn’t just a dream.
Back at my computer, I retype the letters
Hoping against hope that the words are better.

Soon it’s midnight, then one, then two.
I’ve written and revised, that’s what I do.
I click on save, then back it up twice
And crawl into bed, my sleep sacrificed.

The alarm sounds early, and I’m at it again,
Must get work done before the festivities begin.
The hubby makes breakfast as I type away,
Then it’s all over. I’m done, HOORAY.

All through Christmas morning, I think of my book
The binding and cover, the way it will look
When it’s finally on the shelf of every store in town.
It’s just a dream I refuse to put down.

Maybe someday, my dream will come true.
Until it does, I’ll keep writing for you.
Merry Christmas to all, wherever your look,
Now get off your bums and go buy a BOOK!


Today, I will be taking Dakota to the dog park (oddly, my family frowned on the usual Saturday excursion this week) and then coming home and baking cranberry orange bread. DH is making noises about taking down one last tree (yes, there are a lot of trees in NH) so I may be stacking wood as well. On Christmas Eve. Woo.

What are your plans?


You Are Down to Earth

You prefer to celebrate the holidays in your own laid back way. You don't need a lot of glitz or glamour.

If you attend holiday parties, they tend to be a quiet affair. You are past being rowdy.

This time of year has deep meaning for you. It's fine if others don't share that meaning, but you're not about to turn your back on it.

You like to celebrate an old fashioned Christmas. All these new "traditions" give you a headache.




Dru said...

Love the poem.

No plans for the day - oh wait, I need to assemble the shower caddy.

You Are Peaceful

You love the holidays, and you don't get too hung up on how they should or shouldn't be.

You go with the flow, and you try to appreciate every nice little thing that happens.

You are open to new holiday experiences. You like traditions, but they certainly aren't set in stone.

Unlike most people, you rarely feel lonely during the holidays. You can always stay occupied with something!

That's me.

Have a great Thursday.

pps..still waiting for the snow

Maria Zannini said...

I especially like that last line.

Today, I am waiting on delivery people to bring my furniture.

--and pickup people (to pick up my dog boarder).

MomJane said...

I only plan on Christmas Eve service tonight at my church.

Tori Lennox said...

Great poem!!!

No plans here. Just staying warm. :)

Brandy said...

The poem is fun!
I hope your knee held out today!

You Are Caring
You are an extremely stable and together person. You don't have a lot of chaos in your life.
You're at a point where you can help others, and you do so happily and willingly.
You are sympathetic and compassionate. You find it easy to place yourself in someone else's shoes.
You are organized and responsible. You take care of yourself so that you're not a burden on others.

Mostly correct, except I am too busy taking care of everyone else to take care of myself.

Merry Christmas!