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Entries in Christmas (2)


Give a little bit

The bad news: some felonious jerks broke into the local Boys & Girls Club, stole everything that wasn't nailed down (game systems, food, cash) and trashed the place. The good news: I'm sure by the time you read this, kindly folks in our community will have volunteered their time to clean and rebuild, and donations will be rolling in. I'll be delivering books, manga, and an Xbox on Wednesday.

Bad moments bring out the best in people. With that in mind, this is a great video. Enjoy. And Merry Christmas, happy holidays, peace, joy and love to you and yours.


Twas the night before Christmas

Well, technically speaking, it’s 12:15 AM (just peeked at the clock) but I haven’t slept and am in full “Santa Mode.” Where are these elves that people speak of? If you see them, send them my way, as I have to don a headlamp and set up volleyball net in the front yard. In the wind, no less. Wish me luck.

Santa-wise, we’ve gone a little crazy in the realm of music in that we bought the music-playing children all new toys—a synthesizer, a double-neck guitar, and a digital drum kit (Lucas is tired of everyone yelling at him when he’s practicing). Plus we splurged on a PA system and a pair of microphones, for the complete garage band.

Speaking of music, here’s my favorite Christmas carol—The First Noel, arranged ala Pachelbel’s Canon.

Bookwise, it’s been a splendid year. Hotel has spent its second year on the NYT bestseller list, and will soon be available in 32 languages. Whodathunkit? 

As far as the new book it looks like 2013 is the soonest. The aforementioned Whispers of a Thunder God has been shelved in favor of the new book, with the working title, Summer’s Willow Frost. I’m hoping to have the new new book off to my editor come March/April.

And I have more book events in the works: Villanova, Savannah, Battle Creek, Maine, Delaware, and more to come.

Okay, enough of a respite. It’s back to wrapping, assembling, stuffing of stockings, and making sure the turkey isn’t frozen as solid as a curling stone.

Cheers, Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah—much love and peace to all.