Thursday, December 22, 2011

Dear Santa

Dear Santa

I hope you are well this Christmas. I know this is a very busy time of year for you. How is Rudolph? And the elves? I'm sure you will all be ready for a vacation in Hawaii on December 26.

I have tried to be a good girl this year. I wrote some stories. A lot of them have bad words in them, and sex, and some even have kinky things like spanking and ménages
à trois. They got published and quite a few people seem to like them, so I don't know if that counts as being naughty  or nice…?

Sometimes I got frustrated about things and I said some bad words and I vented to my friends and family about people who annoyed me. But I tried to be good in public.

Sometimes I got annoyed at my family. It seemed like they were always coming into my office to talk just when I was trying to write a sex scene in one of those stories I mentioned. Sometimes I got annoyed because they wanted to me to cook dinner when I wasn’t even hungry!

I think i ate too much this year and I drank some wine (see above about being frustrated) and didn't exercise enough and sometimes I stayed up too late. I will try to do better next year. Maybe. I don't want to make promises to you that I can't keep.

I don't want a lot for Christmas this year. I don't know if you can do this, but I would like a stocking full of perseverance. Sometimes I get discouraged and want to give up. And as a gift, If you could bring me enough successes to encourage me, mixed with a few disappointments to make me appreciate the successes,  that would be good. Actually I'm lying. I don't want any more disappointments. I just want successes. I know that's not realistic but hey, a girl can ask Santa for anything she wants, right? A new car would be good too.

Thank you Santa, and I hope you enjoy the pizza (I made it myself!) and beer I have left you. The carrot is for Rudolph.



2 comments: said...

I relate except for the naughty words and sex scenes - don't want to shock the kids..but the rest I get

Katie O'Connor said...

That is the perfect letter to Santa. I can relate 100% about the interuptions while writing... why does my husband need to talk to me while I am trying to write a mfm scene.... highly distracting.