It is a time of year when many feel melancholy. There is just something about all the holiday spirit and memories of Christmases past that puts people in a reflective place. You can call it sadness. Or even just being human.
The end of the year is a great time to mine all of the woeful, wonderful, wacky things that make the holidays so sad and so special. One need only thumb through their Facebook newsfeed for a quick look at the tragedy that people are facing today. GoFundMe accounts tell haunting stories of moms battling cancer. Dads suffering unemployment. Families overcoming disaster.
But, there is happiness, too. Work and school slow to a near-halt. Loved ones reunite. Travel presents new and exciting sights to see. And there is music and light, sparkle and brisk air.
And for a touch of the absurd, we have our holiday gatherings where families come together and, with the best of intentions, bring their own brand of chaos. Think, an intrusive mother-in-law. An overbearing uncle. A raucous group of cousins who rip and roar through the house giving no one a moment of peace.
These human moments are what makes our writing richer and our stories more poignant for readers. And by bringing this humanity into our work we elevate our message so that we reach more people and touch more hearts. And that’s what it’s all about.
So, as this year winds to a close, I extend my best wishes to you for a holiday season filled with pages and pages of new writing material and a prosperous New Year of opportunity.