‘Tis the Season of Magic and Wonder


I have a very short weekend to spend with my family in Norway before getting plunged back into the world of invoices and overtime on Wednesday, so this will simply be a short message to the world before I get on a plane and disappear into the cliched but delightful celebrations ahead.

Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays, whichever seasonal wish for enjoyment that suits you – pick one and I hope you have a great one. In my parts of the world, Christmas is celebrated on the 24th, so tonight is the night before Christmas and I am really quite exited. I’m not a religious person by any standards, but I do associate the season of Christmas with the celebration of a year ending and a new one beginning. True, this year has been somewhat disastrous in many ways, but in others it has been something to celebrate. I got a wonderful niece who is currently experiencing her first ever Christmas season; she might not remember it, but I sure as hell will. I ended my first ever relationship, which turned out to be the best thing to ever happen to me because I’ve learned a lot about myself and what makes me happy, and what I desire out of life.

Writing is what makes me happy. I don’t need romantic relationships; I don’t need epic success and world-wide recognition. I don’t need much of anything, really. Writing is the thing that makes me happy, and while December has been a record-breakingly bad month for my writing if we go purely by word count, it has also been good to spend some time reflecting. Writing, whether it’s putting words on the page or thinking about it and working in my head, it’s what brings joy, value and purpose to my life. If I couldn’t write, I couldn’t breathe.


Writing is taking all the things that live inside your heart and giving them form, shape, life. Put them on a page and have them stare back at you. Make it real, make it more than just a feeling or a thought but a true thing that exists and can’t be denied because you committed to making it permanent.

That is what I will be spending my weekend thinking about as I celebrate with my parents and pretend that there are no problems, no stressful life situations and no work waiting for me at the other end. I will glide merrily through the glittering world of Christmas, seeing magic all around me, feeling it in my heart and in my bones and long to take that magic and put it into words once I return to the real world. I will check in with all my characters in my mind, wonder how they might be spending their holidays and looking forward to writing those moments some day.

I will spend Christmas with my loved ones – the ones that live and breathe here with me in the real world, and the ones that live in my head, my heart, and on the page. I love both my families equally, and I wouldn’t be me without either. This Christmas I will celebrate all the things I normally celebrate, but I will also celebrate my writing, and myself as a writer. It’s been rough lately, but this is what I was meant to do and I cannot wait to get back to it.


No matter what reasons you have for celebrating, this is a season of magic. What will you be doing with it?

Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got some magic to experience.

Rain S.



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