The holiday creep is back. No, not that guy who hangs out at my local hardware store and offers to carry my bags for spare change (yes, I’m a softie and I always let him), but the slow push to make the purchasing period for the December holidays of Christmas, Hanukkah, and Kwanza begin well before the first frost is on the pumpkins, or the hay is in the barn.
The signs are everywhere: red and green decorations in the local chain stores; advertisements on the television with bright red cars plowing their merry way through the snow; gorgeous magazine layouts with tips for holiday decorating; and stacks and stacks of catalogues jamming my mailbox. And just last week, while empty candy wrappers from Halloween were still blowing across the lawn, the neighbors had a professional company come install their Christmas lights. Me? I haven’t even ordered a Thanksgiving turkey!
My first reaction to this year’s holiday creep as a mom and harried head of household, was the frostiest of cold shoulders—I’ll get to the holidays when I get to them, and not a minute sooner, thank you very much! I will not be made to feel guilty because I am not out on a buying or decorating spree, instead of sitting at my desk writing the books my readers count on.
But then I had a terrible revelation—I’m part of the problem! I have a Christmas e-novella, THE SCANDAL BEFORE CHRISTMAS, which became available in mid-October.
So how do I reconcile my own wish for a quaint merry Christmas that doesn’t start until sometime after Thanksgiving with the need to get out there and sell my books? By reminding myself that the very best thing about e-books is that unlike the flocked Christmas Trees being sold in the hardware store’s parking lot, the holiday e-novellas have no expiration date.
Any of the wonderful holiday stories we authors have written for you can be downloaded now and be left to wait on your e-reader, like a wrapped present under your metaphorical reading tree, until you are ready to read them. Even if it’s next holiday season that you’re in the mood for a charming historical holiday story, the wonderful set of diverse novellas that St. Martin’s Press is gifting you with this year will still be there waiting, ready to transport you to a snowbound house near Portsmouth in the winter of 1815, or anywhere else you’d like to go. If you’re not a particular fan of my style of historical, there are many other novellas waiting in your e-reader’s stocking to suit your taste—everything from charming contemporaries to dark paranormal, and every genre in between.
So go ahead and have yourself a merry little Christmas, or Hanukkah or Kwanzaa, or Winter’s Solstice, or even Festivus—but not a moment before you’re ready. My novella will be there waiting, ready and able to transport you into a merry little happily ever after.