Ho etc.

As in, ho, ho, etc. Standing on the edge of Christmas holidaze, I am hoping for some good time curled up in front of our virtual fireplace (space heater) and pine tree (plastic) to drink something strong and read some good books.

I always seem to read weird, unseasonal books, this time of year. One Christmas it was Blood Meridian by Cormac Mccarthy - a very odd juxtaposition if you know the book. This year, I have a stack I'd like to get through, including Toni Morrison's Beloved. It was another of those books I kept trying to find time to read. Luckily, it is my bookclubs next read, so like a good student, I will make sure it is done before our next meeting.

I keep thinking I will write my own Christmas Tale one of these years - I do have one in the works, but I always think of it too late. By that I mean, it is a couple of days before Christmas and I think, hmm, I should finish that story and send it out. Knowing how publishing works, editors have long since picked their yuletide tales by this time. So, I put the story back in the drawer. Next year I'll finish it. Right.

I do have a favorite reading though - it has become a tradition to read Stephen Leacock's Hoodoo McFiggin on Christmas Eve. Some family members are tiring of this, yet, I still love it and crack up everytime. Though, in the interest of making things interesting, maybe I should read something from Blood Meridian this year.

Next year, they will be glad to see the return of Hoodoo.

Merry Christmas from Woofreakinhoo.

Happy reading.

Comments

[mark heath]

Hoodoo McFiggin? I'll hunt that one up. I'm betting it has zombies.

[craig]

Hey you gotta read it - very funny stuff. And Canadian!

craig