I love and adore Christmastime. I love the classic holiday movies, as well as the sappy, schmaltzy movies on Hallmark and Lifetime. I love Christmas carols. I love holiday decorations. I love giving gifts because the feeling you get in return is a bazillion times better than receiving them.
I’ve always been into arts and crafts and for years I made beautiful, detailed handmade gifts for family members and friends. They also each received a big box of my homemade cookies, cakes, yeast breads, candies & recipe mixes. I hosted festive holiday parties and provided lavish spreads of delectable foods, all made from scratch. I also handcrafted our Christmas cards each year. And I made my own holiday wrapping paper.
Yes, I was truly the epitome of the Holiday Super Hostess.
This year is different.
I recently got the rights back to 20 of my books and have been busy as hell rewriting and proofing and editing and creating covers and formatting and doing everything else necessary to get books ready for publishing. I’ve decided to go the indie writer route this time around. There are many reasons, but topping the list is the fact that indie publishing gives me far more control over my stories. I’m able to rewrite them as they should have been written in the first place instead of according to publisher guidelines that often made me uncomfortable.
I’ve been dedicated. Diligent. Determined. (“I love alliteration, don’t you,” said Daisy Dexter Dobbs, author of Polly’s Perilous Pleasures.) Because of my writing commitments, I haven’t done any holiday baking yet, and I’m not sure I will. I haven’t made any handmade gifts...or handmade wrapping paper. I’m not doing any entertaining. I don’t know what I’m making for Christmas dinner. I didn’t even send out any Christmas cards.
Each day, as new Christmas cards arrive from family and friends, I feel the whack of the mighty guilt hammer upside my head, telling me I totally suck at reciprocating.
Sadly, I have no choice but to hang up my holiday super hostess apron and put on a holiday dunce hat instead.
Okay, horrible, shameful confession over.
The good news is that, while I may totally suck at Christmas preparation and reciprocation this year, my new books (the first couple books will be available early 2013) will totally rock! Yay! I just finished the proofing & editing of my first rewritten manuscript and it’s ready to send to my editor. The original book title was Polly’s Perilous Pleasures (which was just 54K words). The new title is EXERCISING HER OPTIONS (it’s a romantic comedy and has 92K words). This is book 1 of my Greek Delights series. I’m working on the creation of the book’s cover now. After that, I’ll begin rewriting book 2 in the series (this one will be shorter so it won’t take as long to complete). I plan to have 8 or 9 books in the Greek Delights series.
So now it’s your turn. Any holiday confessions you’d like to make so I know I’m not the only holiday dunce out there? Please? Pretty please...?
WAIT!!! I do have something festive to share with you after all! Yay! Come check out my Super Earthling art and humor blog and see my Baa Baa Black Sheep post! :D