Congratulations to MamaMasseyWVU, who's won a signed copy of SILENT NIGHT, HAUNTED NIGHT! Mama, please send your mailing address to TerriGarey@gmail.com, and I'll put your book in the mail! Thanks so much to everyone who stopped by and shared your Christmas memories !
Only 12 more days until Christmas! While we here in the Underground can offer no swans a-swimming, no lords a-leaping, no gold rings or partridges, we have something even better... books, books, and more books!
We’re kicking off the final twelve days of Christmas here in the Underground by talking about our “first holiday memories”. Each day will bring a new author, a new memory, a new book giveaway. Yep, we’ll be doing a book-a-day giveaway until December 25th, when one lucky winner will win a Grand Prize Packet, filled with books from some of your favorite authors!
Join me, Sable Grace, Kim Falconer, Joss Ware, Leah Cypess, Anita Bell, Dakota Banks, Nicole Murphy, Josephine Angelini, Juliana Stone, Helen Lowe and Kerrelyn Sparks as we share Christmas memories over the next twelve days. Pop in and leave us a comment to be entered in the giveaways.
SILENT NIGHT, HAUNTED NIGHT, and by sharing with one of my earliest Christmas memories:
There were seven people in my family, five of us kids. Money was tight, but excitement was high. I have a vivid memory of squirming and giggling with my sisters and brother as we peeked into the living room on Christmas morning to see a brightly lit tree surrounded by presents that hadn’t been there when we’d gone to bed the night before. It was magical, astonishing, and I could barely contain my excitement when I saw that the thing I’d wanted most in all the world was right there in front of the tree – an adorable stuffed Bambi almost as tall as a four or five year-old me. I’d seen that Bambi in a store with my Mother two weeks before, begged for it, and had reluctantly been forced to accept my mom’s verdict that it was too expensive.
The tree looked huge, the pile of presents looked as tall as a mountain in my mind. Where had they all come from? My mom couldn’t have wrapped and hidden that many gifts on her own, could she? Maybe Santa really HAD come and brought them! Maybe that’s how I’d gotten my wish and received my Bambi!
But I always knew that it was my mom’s doing. She was the one who made the day special. She was the one who bought the gifts and wrapped them, saving a little bit week after week out of the grocery money in order to do it. She was the one who baked the fruitcake that some of us loved and some of us hated, and she’s the one who always waited until we kids had gone to bed to bring the presents out, telling us Santa brought them while we were asleep, even when we were far, far too old to hear it. I kept up this tradition with my own kids, always remember how magical it was to wake up to your heart’s desire. I don’t remember what happened to Bambi, but I’ll always remember that morning.
Tell me a Christmas memory of yours for a chance to win a signed copy of SILENT NIGHT, HAUNTED NIGHT, and let the Countdown To Christmas begin!