2009 Christmas

Last Day to Submit to the Christmas Story Contest

August 15, 2009

LDSP’s 2009 Christmas Story Contest Today is the last day to submit!Prize: Publication in a Christmas collection that will be published and ready for sale in October. Submission deadline: August 15th at midnight.(Date/time stamp on e-mail determines deadline.) Details HERE.

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25: Jaina’s Christmas Magic

August 14, 2009

Jaina’s eyes popped open, her red hair sprawled out around her head like a crown for a goddess. She sat up in her bed, leaning on the wall behind her. Her green eyes scanned the room for the clock, attempting to read the numbers. It gave off a faint blue glow, assisting the night light […]

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24: The Christmas Stocking

August 14, 2009

Andrea had pretty much given up on Christmas. Sure, she liked all the trappings that came with the season – the trees, the ornaments, the lights. But it was all so…commercial, fake. No one really meant any of the things they said when they wished you a Merry Christmas. It was just like someone saying […]

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23: The Forgotten List

August 14, 2009

December 5 Dear Diary, I think I’m on the forgotten list this year. My friends at school didn’t even remember to get me a gift. Mom and Dad almost forgot me. New baby and all. Grandma didn’t get me anything. There are a lot of gifts for the baby though. I feel sorry for my […]

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22: Christmas Between the Pages

August 14, 2009

I hate Christmas, Laurie thought as she scanned the barcode of yet another vampire romance. She jabbed the touch screen on the register and waited impatiently for the receipt to roll out. It was Christmas Eve at the downtown bookstore. Plastic garlands and twinkling lights decorated the walls, Manheim Steamroller blared over the loudspeakers, and […]

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21: Stone Town Christmas

August 14, 2009

Claire sighed as she looked in the window of the store. Some scraggly tinsel had been strewn around the usual half-clothed mannequins in a way that was decidedly depressing. Christmas in Africa was not what she had hoped it would be. Logically, she’d known that, south of the equator, the weather would be getting warmer […]

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20: An Ugly Lamp for Christmas

August 14, 2009

An old ugly lamp. That’s what was sitting on their front porch in the morning; an old ugly lamp. They were expecting some pretty decoration, or a fun game, or at least a yummy treat, but this wasn’t pretty, or fun, or yummy. It was just ugly. The family had been looking forward to this […]

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19: A New End Of It

August 14, 2009

I awoke with a start, my body full of the tingling relief that comes with the end of a nightmare. But I knew it hadn’t been a dream, and the metal band encircling my head proved it. I quickly sat up, heart pounding, and looked around apprehensively. The room was my own. The bed was […]

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18: Stolen Christmas

August 14, 2009

Everyone has a favorite Christmas. Mine, without a doubt, was the year I stole each and every one of my family’s Christmas presents. We were fairly newly married, though at the time I felt like a very seasoned and wise wife. We had a one-year-old son whom I had never forgotten at the grocery store, […]

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17: The Christmas Angel

August 13, 2009

The broken ornaments lay on the floor like scattered crumpled petals from a golden flower. Sharon stared at them in dismay, her heart beating like crazy after the loud crash, and knowing that soon her mother would come running to see what had happened. It had been an accident–she would never have dropped the heavy […]

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16: A Real Tree

August 13, 2009

“What does he think he’s doing?” I asked my twin sister Ellie. Outside the front window, my father wrestled with a gigantic pine tree. I sat at the kitchen table. My homework piled in front of me. Christmas break started yesterday, and I had work to do if I wasn’t going to be behind when […]

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15: White As Snow

August 13, 2009

It should’ve been our worst Christmas ever. Adam and I were both working minimum wage jobs, just scraping by. We had no money for an elaborate Christmas. No time for baking Christmas cookies with the children. No plans to spend a week with family. We didn’t have any family close by. Not like last year, […]

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14: From Dad

August 13, 2009

We lost Grandpa on Christmas Eve. He was a man of strength and silence. His softness bespoke greater power than any raised voice ever would. His tools were those of reason and thought and anything shaped with their wisdom hummed with the warmth of sun-polished wood. Where other men might have railed against the unjust […]

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13: The Missing Figurine

August 13, 2009

Emma wiped sticky lime juice off her fingers before she answered the phone. She suppressed a sigh as she heard Cheryl, her oldest daughter, on the line. “Have you decorated for Christmas, yet?” Cheryl asked after the initial chit-chat. Emma turned her back on the plate of hot rice and vegetables before her, and leaned […]

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