A lot of things, mostly those that are in my dreams every night. I love Christmas and all the joy and happiness that goes with it.I can't believe it's almost here already. Where did the time go? I promised myself I would be at least a third of the way into the second book of my ghost series for Midnight Ink.
Nope! I have two chapters written, and I'm trying not to panic. (I hope Terry, my editor, isn't reading this.) But I'm not going to whine about that today. You’ll hear enough about "woe is me" in the coming months as the deadline draws near.
Today, I wanted to talk about how commercial Christmas has gotten over the years. I used to spend a small fortune on my kids and grandkids because a) I could. And b) I'm away from my family, and I'm all they have.
But the last few years of a bad economy have taken a toll, and we’ve had to tighten our belts. Although I'm putting out four new books next year, let's face it, the income from writing doesn't pay many bills – – at least not yet.
So this year I decided to really concentrate on the reason for the season. There will be no happy holidays for me. It's Christmas, dammit! Whether you believe or not, it’s been called that for too many years to try and change it now. Would those out there who think differently call Christina Holidaytina?
Geez! How did I get so off track?
Back to Christmas. I'm going to try to make it less commercial this year and suggest you do the same.
But before you tighten your budget, go to Amazon and pre-order MURDER FOR THET HALIBUT. (See how I slipped that shameless plug in?) What can I say? A girl has to eat.
So tell me, what do you do to make Christmas less commercial?