Twas’ the Night Before Christmas…writer’s version! Stop by Staci’s and check it out!
One writer’s take on a popular holiday poem. Enjoy!
’Twas just before Christmas, ideas had been humming
Fingers clacking the keys and suffering from numbing
Time to shut down for the end of the year
Munch on a cookie, drink a cold beer
The house was so quiet because I was up late
Drafting a plot twist that just wouldn’t wait
But until January, my writing was done
I needed a break, I needed some fun
I scrolled through my playlist, found the Rat Pack
Danced to Dean Martin while making a snack
I was cutting a slice of a candied fruit torte
When I heard a soft giggle then a cynical snort
The refrigerator provided only dim light
The rest of the room was shadowed that night
I hurried to the wall, flipped up the switch
Turned and was startled. Yelled, “Son of a—“
A spritely young faerie stood on…
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