Wow! December has flown by in record speed this year. In between baking cookies and buying presents, regular daily life and the building excitement in the air with three small children, I’m not really sure where the time went.
I finally caved and asked, nay, BEGGED for help. I wrangled a friend/ coworker’s husband into updating my site to a more professional and user-friendly experience. While not as free as doing it myself, it saved me from having a full-blown meltdown when things wouldn’t work the way I wanted them to.
Basically, I deferred my crisis to another person. Thanks, Trevor š
Technology and I have an uneasy alliance. I enjoy Facebook and twitter, but please, don’t make me program anything.
In fact, if someone could do it all for me as I dictate what I’d like, that would be perfect.
In other, less stressful news, my final proofs are all approved for Book Two, the Stone Dragon. Waiting on create space to let me put the paperback up, and all book seller sites will go live on December 26th!
Just in time to enjoy the holiday of Jolabokaflod! (so sorry for missing the accents but no idea how to add those!) literally, the book flood.
This holiday is a new one to me, but given the similarities in the weather between Canada and Iceland, it’s a holiday that I’d like to indulge in. Beginning after WWII, when money was tight and gifts hard to come by, they began to exchange presents of books, which were cheaper and easier to come by.
It has since morphed into a huge thing, where people have a book exchange on Christmas eve, and will snuggle up and read into the wee hours, then have all day christmas to prepare the traditional Christmas day supper.
Hygge (the Danish concept of cozy!) in full style.
This year, I’ve prepared a Christmas box for my children to start a new tradition incorporating this. They each get something cozy, a snack, a book and a movie. My Christmas eve cozy box.
Now, if only I could convince my children to let me sit and read for more than 10 minutes at a time!
Happy Holidays, Merry Christmas, and Jolobokaflod and anything else you celebrate at this time of year.
H. M. Gooden