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Christmas Themed Books

December 17, 2018
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I am sharing lists of Christmas themed books as it is always the best way to enjoy the season of cold and snow. A warm fire, the twinkling lights on the Christmas tree and a cozy blanket and cup of chocolate. 

Dickens

https://www.bustle.com/p/11-books-set-in-winter-to-read-with-a-cup-of-hot-cocoa-by-the-fire-6740051

https://www.goodreads.com/list/tag/winter

https://www.penguin.co.uk/articles/2017/10-classic-reads-for-the-christmas-season/

Whether you choose a classic tale or a new narrative, festive books bring cheer and a feeling of love to the season.

Have you written a Christmas themed story?

Which is your favorite Christmas story?

You can find these there here: http://www.dreamwritepublishing.ca/catalog/books

Happy Birthday to Me!!!

June 18, 2018
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No blog post today because a) it’s my birthday and b) I’m traveling with my ‘kids’. A special 5 day trip to somewhere I have always wanted to go.

So I hope you all have a wonderful day see you Wednesday with a trip inspired writing prompt.

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Where Did Imagination Go..?

December 15, 2014
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As Christmas gets ever closer the advertising machine goes into overdrive. There are numerous adverts on the television and other outlets for an abundance of toys and gift ideas for all the family. As I do not watch much television, when I happen to catch a stream of adverts I am amazed at the toy choices given. Why, you may ask? Well it is the lack of toys that encourage a child to use their imagination. Everything is themed or a character figurine or a ‘set’ of some kind or other.

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I make the comparison with lego – when I was a child lego consisted of various shaped blocks with which you used your imagination to build a plethora of objects. Today lego blocks are in kits, which make a single themed toy. Where is the imagination element? How can a child conjure up fantastical creatures, futuristic vehicles and unique buildings when the blocks limit their creativity?

To be a ‘whole’ person, we need to explore our physical, spiritual and mental capacities, in essence to find what we love, what we are passionate about. If we are limited in that exploration we, and our future generations, will experience a imperfect life. 

Take a simple cardboard box at Christmas it is the focus of young children while their expensive gifts are discarded. Why does a simple box engage so? Well, because it can be ‘anything’ – a tunnel, a car, a house, and much more because their imagination makes it that way. It is limitless in its possibilities.

Let’s look at guarding our imagination and that of our children.

What is your view on imagination and creation?

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A Themed Piece of Prose…

December 8, 2014
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As I mentioned on Friday, tomorrow is my writing group’s Christmas party – it is an opportunity to share our current projects, reflect on the past year and reconnect with members who have been away. Part of the celebration is for everyone to read a seasonally themed piece of prose or poem. There are always a variety of interpretations to this prompt, which makes for an interesting evening. My submission this year is:

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The Box

It sat under the Christmas tree tantalizing me

Its shiny wrapping paper and bright gold bow

Perfectly folded corners and sealed up tight

On the label written in script my name

 

As I pass, my eyes fix

Under the decorated Christmas tree

Its lights twinkle and baubles dangle

The box reflected a hundred times

 

When alone I sit beside the box

Smoothing its surface and guessing

The gold ribbon fastened tight

No tears or gaps through which to peek

 

Carefully I pick up the box

Giving it a gentle shake

There is no rattle or jangle

No noise to give a clue

 

The days pass slowly

My impatience grows

When will I be able to open the box

And find out what it holds?

 

Christmas morning arrives

My excitement wakes me at dawn

I creep down the stairs

To find the box gleaming

 

At last the family assembles

I burst with excitement

As the box is handed to me

I feel its weight again and gasp

 

With shaking hands I unwrap

The paper and bow discarded

A cardboard box revealed

No clue given still

 

Prizing open the flaps

Tissue paper rustles

Underneath my Christmas, wish

A perfect treasure for me to keep

 

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Why not share your Christmas themed poem or prose here?

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