Hi, yes, I know it's Nov 30, but it's also Monday! We have a whole week stretched out, shiny and new.
So, we're starting Yuletide Youtube.
As in years past, we will have a song, some pictures and the Theme of the Day. But we will also have excerpts--7 lines or 7 paragraphs--from seasonal stories, complete with links on where to buy them. We will be sampling from Candle in the Dark, Winter Shivers, Winter Chills and anything else I can find.
If you are an author and would like your seasonal story promoted here, let me know.
Day Themes:
Monday Miscellany. This can be anything
Tuesday Make it. Crafts that make great gifts
Wednesday Kitchen Witch Corner. Recipes.
Thursday Small businesses. Places I like on the net
Friday. Pie Friday and Story time. These will be recs for authors.
Saturday stuff. More miscellany.
Sunday Sweets. This will be dessert recipes.
And onward!
We'll kick it off with a traditional opening.
Sounds of the Season:
Quality is not the best so I've added a second version, more commercial and lacking the College Madrigal Dinner part.
Merry Moods:
Your seasonal pictures, extra geek edition.




Your Seasonal Story.
The first stand alone story I wrote professionally was a Christmas story. "Cake under the Mistletoe." It started the Gay Christmas Werewolf series. The werewolves are now collected in Riding the Nightmare.

For the month of December, Riding the Nightmare is 15% off, only at the Square shop
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Amazon
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Your seven seasonal paragraphs.
I left him sleeping, daydreamed through my half-day, and came home to the smell of baking cookies and something meaty. The tree was up. Holly hung around the mantle, and twinkly lights were in the front picture window and the little door windows. And not one, but five springs of mistletoe were hung at strategic congestion points in the house.
"Hi. I got started on decorating and getting the stuff ready for the party. I thought I'd make myself useful."
"Looks like you're succeeding admirably." I looked at the cookies. I'd bought plain old sugar cookie dough, thinking to sprinkle it with red and green crystals. He'd found some old cookie cutters and a parade of Santas, teddy bears, and poinsettias now marched across my kitchen table. He was frosting them before I'd interrupted. The crockpot held something I couldn't identify.
"Pork shoulder. It won't be ready until supper. It's too cold for a smoker, but I brought a jar of Corky's Hot Barbecue Sauce. It'll do."
"You didn't have to do all this." I was amazed at the flurry of activity he'd managed in one morning.
"I got bored. And a bored were is very dangerous indeed." He threatened me with the spatula, red icing smeared on it. The determined glare on his face was spoiled by the smile that burst out.
I swung him around under the mistletoe. "So I see." I couldn't get enough of kissing him. "They'll find me dead, at the hands of a mad pastry chef. Verdict: murder by spatula, with complications of frosting.." I whispered all over his face and neck as I kissed him again and again.
So, we're starting Yuletide Youtube.
As in years past, we will have a song, some pictures and the Theme of the Day. But we will also have excerpts--7 lines or 7 paragraphs--from seasonal stories, complete with links on where to buy them. We will be sampling from Candle in the Dark, Winter Shivers, Winter Chills and anything else I can find.
If you are an author and would like your seasonal story promoted here, let me know.
Day Themes:
Monday Miscellany. This can be anything
Tuesday Make it. Crafts that make great gifts
Wednesday Kitchen Witch Corner. Recipes.
Thursday Small businesses. Places I like on the net
Friday. Pie Friday and Story time. These will be recs for authors.
Saturday stuff. More miscellany.
Sunday Sweets. This will be dessert recipes.
And onward!
We'll kick it off with a traditional opening.
Sounds of the Season:
Quality is not the best so I've added a second version, more commercial and lacking the College Madrigal Dinner part.
Merry Moods:
Your seasonal pictures, extra geek edition.




Your Seasonal Story.
The first stand alone story I wrote professionally was a Christmas story. "Cake under the Mistletoe." It started the Gay Christmas Werewolf series. The werewolves are now collected in Riding the Nightmare.

For the month of December, Riding the Nightmare is 15% off, only at the Square shop
Square
Amazon
ARE
Your seven seasonal paragraphs.
I left him sleeping, daydreamed through my half-day, and came home to the smell of baking cookies and something meaty. The tree was up. Holly hung around the mantle, and twinkly lights were in the front picture window and the little door windows. And not one, but five springs of mistletoe were hung at strategic congestion points in the house.
"Hi. I got started on decorating and getting the stuff ready for the party. I thought I'd make myself useful."
"Looks like you're succeeding admirably." I looked at the cookies. I'd bought plain old sugar cookie dough, thinking to sprinkle it with red and green crystals. He'd found some old cookie cutters and a parade of Santas, teddy bears, and poinsettias now marched across my kitchen table. He was frosting them before I'd interrupted. The crockpot held something I couldn't identify.
"Pork shoulder. It won't be ready until supper. It's too cold for a smoker, but I brought a jar of Corky's Hot Barbecue Sauce. It'll do."
"You didn't have to do all this." I was amazed at the flurry of activity he'd managed in one morning.
"I got bored. And a bored were is very dangerous indeed." He threatened me with the spatula, red icing smeared on it. The determined glare on his face was spoiled by the smile that burst out.
I swung him around under the mistletoe. "So I see." I couldn't get enough of kissing him. "They'll find me dead, at the hands of a mad pastry chef. Verdict: murder by spatula, with complications of frosting.." I whispered all over his face and neck as I kissed him again and again.