Hello Everyone
Today I'm here visiting Torie because I'm shamelesly promote
my upcoming release Christmas Eve
Surprise. It comes out this Friday, the 20th, from Breathless Press. It's a
warm and funny tale about a couple named Stella and Tim who are desperately
trying to find a way to rekindle the flames of their slightly burnt out
romantic life. I had a lot of fun writing this story and I based it on one of
my favorite Christmas tales "The Gift of the Magi".
Torie asked me to talk about a Christmas poem or story or
what not that is a particular favorite and what it means to me. I guess I could
talk about the one I just mentioned, but instead I'm going to talk about
"Frosty the Snowman". I wouldn't call it my favorite, but it brings
back very happy memories from when I was very young.
The first time I saw the special was in kindergarten. Do you
remember when they would air specials back before you could get them on DVD or
watch them on You Tube? It wasn’t simply sitting down to watch a TV show, it
was an event! My family would gather in
the living room, the fire would be lit, the lights low and we'd hold our breath
as an announcer with a deep voice said something along the lines of "The
usual scheduled program has been preempted in order to bring you this very
special program." Then there would be a swirl of light and music on the screen
as the show you only got to watch once a year began. It was wonderful.
So, back to Frosty. The first time I saw it was right after
the school Christmas concert. My class had sung "All I want for Christmas
is my two front teeth." I remember being very envious of the girl who sang
beside me because she actually didn't have front teeth and so didn't have to
wear black, disgusting wax on her still existing baby teeth. I felt robbed
somehow of a chance to be a bit of method performer. I don't think that was my
exact that thought, but I do remember feeling duped somehow.
After the performance, I remember being in the cloakroom
(ah…cloakrooms) , getting my boots on and announcing to all who would listen
that I was going to get to stay up until 8:00 because "Frosty the Snowman"
was on at 7:30 and my Mum was letting me stay up to watch it even though it was
a school night. This was a huge deal and why this memory is such a fond one. My
Mum was a stickler for an early bedtime. She always said that it was because my
brother and I got sick easily and so we needed lots of sleep, but really I
think she just wanted us out of her hair.
The actual special, I was always so, so on. It drove me
crazy that Frosty said "Happy Birthday!" every 45 seconds, I really
hated the bad guy and to this day I can't understand why Santa left Sally, or
whatever that girl's name was, on the roof of her house! How on earth was she
supposed to get down! What was he thinking? But, put all that aside, Frosty
warms my heart because at the age of 5 being able to stay up late to watch it
made me feel very grown up.
Thanks very much to Torie for having me on today. I wish all
you the very best of the holiday season.
Happy Birthday!
Ivy Bateman
Blurb
for Christmas Eve Surprise
It's
Christmas time and Tim and Stella are on the hunt for the perfect Christmas
gifts for each other. Since last Christmas, their hot love life has cooled
substantially. Tim feels he's to blame and Stella thinks it's her fault, but
this Christmas both of them have put a lot of thought into how to make the
other happy and put the fire back in the bedroom. However, with such unorthodox
gifts ready to be revealed, will their Christmas Eve present opening be a
pleasant surprise or an unwelcome one?
As the weeks crept closer and closer to Christmas
Eve, Tim had had begun to worry that he wouldn't find a man that would have sex
with him in front of Stella. He had fixated so much on this fantasy-fulfilling
evening being his Christmas present to her that he'd not taken the time to find
her another gift. Both he and Stella took finding each other the perfect gift
very seriously. It wouldn't do if she was to present him with a gift she'd put
a lot of thought into, like the beautiful chain she'd gotten him for his fob
watch last year, only to be presented in return with a cardigan she didn't like
or a hat she'd never wear.
He pulled out a key, unlocked his desk drawer, got
out his black book, and pored over all of his carefully written notes. Tim
looked at the dozens of entries he'd written about most of the single and
attractive men in his office. None of them had seemed to be someone who would
be willing to have a night of hot man sex in front of his wife. He felt doomed
to give Stella a gift she would remember forever, but only because it was one
he hadn't put any thought into. With a heavy heart he closed his black book and
returned it to the drawer.
As he was locking it, his boss Terry walked in with
an extremely good-looking man. The stranger filled his office with a god-like
presence. He must be the new fellow.
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LOL- what a fond memory. I watched it once but in my family it was always the grinch I enjoyed best. :)
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