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Showing posts with label Santa. Show all posts

22.12.16

NOT ALL SANTAS

NOT ALL SANTAS

I still believed in Santa until he took off his red outfit that time and hurt me – my own Pa – but this year I couldn’t face Christmas again so I packed my bag and quit
I almost didn’t get into Brad’s truck when I saw his Santa hat, but I was more afraid of Pa catching me, so I chanced it.
Then Brad stopped at this diner and bought me dinner and I thought, Here it comes – payment time, but he just showed me photos and talked about what he’d bought for his kids.
Not all Santas are monsters after all.
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Finding a Christmas story to fit the photo prompt wasn't easy this year, but I've managed it. Also if you scroll down you will find a slightly longer Christmas story I wrote at the weekend. 
Thanks to Rochelle for hosting Friday Fictioneers on her blog  https://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/, from whence you can follow the link to read how other writers interpreted Roger Bultot's photograph.
Please leave comments on my stories before you go, and I wish you all a very Happy Christmas, and Happy Holidays to those of different faiths or none.


17.12.13

DEAR SANTA


SEND AN AGENT!
Out for my walk on the back road today
My mind was a blank - I had nothing to say –
The editing’s done but there’s no time to play –
Find an agent!
Immediately every excuse raised its head –
The print in the Yearbook is too small to read –
And for over-strained eyes too much screen-glare is bad –
Where’s the agent?
Procrastination’s the curse of our craft
And reading those guidelines is too much hard graft –
But to hope they’ll come looking is simply plain daft –
Get an agent!
Two books I have written are ready to go
But the Christmas deliveries are bound to be slow –
Dear Santa – along with the gifts and ‘Ho-ho!’
Send an agent!