A short post today — it is, after all, an important day…
Merry Christmas, y’all!
I bitched about no one taking time out just to relax and live in last year’s Christmas post — well, the post from the day after Christmas — so I suppose I should take my own advice this year.
Still, that concept makes me wonder… Okay, okay, it makes me kinda semi-wonder in the most general, unfocused way: does that rule apply to writers?
Is taking an hour or two to write on a holiday actually work? I mean, c’mon, we’re writing, it’s not like we’re actually working…
Sorry, I just couldn’t resist the self-directed jab. Not even I can be all dark and cynical today. The sun is out, there’s several inches of snow on the ground…and I didn’t have to take twenty-three hours to drive all of two hundred miles in a snowstorm the other night, as did a family member.
I considered trying to come up with some profound, serious post for today.
I considered it, then I got better.
Have a great holiday, everyone — wherever you are, and whatever you are doing, take a moment to smile and just enjoy things.
I will, of course, be back to the regular programming of writing and snarky, bitter cynicism later this week!
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