The Twelve Days of a Writer’s Christmas

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On the first day of Christmas, my true love gave to me the MW How-To underneath the tree!
It’s available on Barnes & Noble and Amazon, you know!

On the second day of Christmas, my true love gave to me two new e-readers and the MW How-To underneath the tree!
Two e-readers? I guess he wants to share.

On the third day of Christmas, my true love gave to me three Amazon gift cards, two new e-readers and the MW How-To underneath the tree!
Yeah, not sharing the gift cards, true love.

On the fourth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me four days at DragonCon, three Amazon gift cards, two new e-readers and the MW How-To underneath the tree!
Ooh, maybe I can convince some handsome actor that he wants to star in the film adaptation of my book!

On the fifth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me five sushi rolls! Four days at DragonCon, three Amazon gift cards, two new e-readers and the MW How-To underneath the tree!
Sushi! Food of the writing gods!

On the sixth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me a six month subscription to Locus, five sushi rolls! Four days at DragonCon, three Amazon gift cards, two new e-readers and the MW How-To underneath the tree!
I’ll read Locus tomorrow, since I’m a little stuffed with sushi right now.

On the seventh day of Christmas, my true love gave to me seven pounds of coffee, a six month subscription to Locus, five sushi rolls! Four days at DragonCon, three Amazon gift cards, two new e-readers and the MW How-To underneath the tree!
Gotta stay awake and finish that chapter.

On the eighth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me eight reams of paper, seven pounds of coffee, a six month subscription to Locus, five sushi rolls! Four days at DragonCon, three Amazon gift cards, two new e-readers and the MW How-To underneath the tree!
Paper…it runs out so fast. Especially when I notice a mistake on page 47, but only after I’ve printed up to page 298.

On the ninth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me nine spiral notebooks, eight reams of paper, seven pounds of coffee, a six month subscription to Locus, five sushi rolls! Four days at DragonCon, three Amazon gift cards, two new e-readers and the MW How-To underneath the tree!
For the travelling writer…a spiral notebook’s battery never runs out!

On the tenth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me ten packs of gel pens, nine spiral notebooks, eight reams of paper, seven pounds of coffee, a six month subscription to Locus, five sushi rolls! Four days at DragonCon, three Amazon gift cards, two new e-readers and the MW How-To underneath the tree!
The spiral notebook’s required accessory.

On the eleventh day of Christmas, my true love gave to me eleven award nominations, ten packs of gel pens, nine spiral notebooks, eight reams of paper, seven pounds of coffee, a six month subscription to Locus, five sushi rolls! Four days at DragonCon, three Amazon gift cards, two new e-readers and the MW How-To underneath the tree!
I’d like to thank my true love for all his support of my writing…

On the twelfth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me twelve publishers in an auction, eleven award nominations, ten packs of gel pens, nine spiral notebooks, eight reams of paper, seven pounds of coffee, a six month subscription to Locus, five sushi rolls! Four days at DragonCon, three Amazon gift cards, two new e-readers and the MW How-To underneath the tree!
Auction???? I think I’m going to faint. He really IS my true love!

Happy holidays, everyone!

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16 comments to The Twelve Days of a Writer’s Christmas

  • Unicorn

    Hah! You had me hugging my sides laughing, Misty! Hope the list comes true. And the paper thing is so familiar. You start printing your novel. You pick up the first page and gawk at it, since you have never actually seen your novel in a concrete form. While you’re gawking, the printer, which is geriatric and wasn’t too brilliant to start with, chokes on the paper and tries to print one page on three or four sheets, spitting out an inky mess. Ugh. I know the feeling.
    Thanks for your always witty posts.
    But… sushi?

  • Nice, Misty, though I have to say (in the Mora “playoffs?” manner), paper? Pens? I haven’t printed anything out in years!

  • Awesome post! Thanks for this, it made me laugh!

  • Love this, Misty!!!!
    Meeeeeerrrrry SUSHI!
    Wanna go to Toyos????
    I could put a hurtin on some sushi!

  • Beatriz

    Brilliant, Misty! I love this nearly as much as I love the other carols you’ve written.

  • Hey, Beatriz, think I should share the Little Pirate Boy here?

  • Beatriz

    Captain–

    Oh pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeese! *giggles madly*

  • Little Pirate Boy?? Hmmm, I don’t know whether to be intrigued or afraid.

  • And wow, taken out of context, my last comment sure sounds bad. Merry Xmas! 🙂 That sounds better.

  • Faith, yes! We must schedule a sushi lunch very soon!

    Bea, I’ll find the original lyrics and get it posted here this afternoon.

  • The Little Rum-mer Boy
    by Misty Massey and Melissa Braunschweig (proof that pirates stuck in a car for several hours will get into all manner of mischief!)

    “Come,” they told me, “We’ll give you some rum.”
    They hit me on the head and gave me no rum.
    I woke up out to sea without any rum.
    And now I’m climbing the rigging and
    dreaming of rum,
    dreaming of rum,
    dreaming of rum.
    When I next see land I’m buying some rum.
    And you can have some.

  • Unicorn

    Giggling too hard to type much here, Misty. Little Rum-mer Boy is fabulous! Absolutely brilliant! After all (and I quote Death from Sir Terry Pratchett’s Hogfather): IT IS THE SEASON TO BE JOLLY… AND OTHER THINGS ENDING IN OLLY. (For those who don’t know Pratchett, Death talks in capitals).
    Merry Christmas everybody!
    Unicorn

  • Beatriz

    I crack up every time I hear The Little (D)rummer Boy on the radio and sing along with the right lyrics.

    Unicorn– I just saw The Hogfather earlier this month and fell in love with the movie. Now I can’t wait to read the book. I think it has been a holiday staple at my house.

  • *giggle*

    MW sure is funny this week. Thanks, Misty. That was certainly a writer’s 12 days. I wonder how it differs to poets and screenwriters.

    Actually, writing the 12 days of a Christmas for a character could yield some interesting things you never knew about them. Yeah, I know, I ruined it.

    Back to revising. Cheers,
    NGD

  • This is brilliant, Misty. As is the the Little Rummer Boy.

  • Young_Writer

    I’m still laughing. Merry Christmas, Misty! (This and the Littler Rummer Boy will be the top of the charts by next week.) 😉