Twas The Night Before Christmas, I Was Thinking About My Blog

Hello everyone,

I’ll ask you all to pardon me for the absence of elegance in this post, but I’m afraid I couldn’t resist this idea once it had slipped into my head.

I wish you all the very best of the season and thank you for making this last year such a special one for me.

Twas the night before Christmas, I was thinking about my blog

Not a sentence was forming, my head was a fog.

The sentences were slow, they simply had no flare,

I searched the internet hoping inspiration would be there.

I thought of my fellow authors who had put their blogs to bed,

While visions of blanks pages with no titles danced in my head.

I started to nod off but I gave myself a slap

I needed to get a post up, this was no time for a nap.

When out of nowhere the fog began to scatter,

I sprang to my laptop and the keys began to clatter.

Ideas flowed onto the screen with a skip and a splash,

Words flowed from me without pause, in bit of a flash.

The mood, days prior had been somber and slow

Gave way to thoughts and ideas that made me glow

I would have my new post, I need not fear

I could give a nod to the season and celebrate with good cheer

Despite my slow server, so old and sick

I knew despite it, this post would be quick.

More rapid than twitter the couplets they came,

And I whistled while I worked, I’d never be the same!

Now dashes, now spaces, now pronouns and adjectives

Inflection, interjection, inversions and split infinitives

From the top of the page till the last word did fall

I wrote away! wrote away! til I’d written it all!

Dear readers forgive me for abandoning my work

But talking about comms before Christmas would make me a jerk

So pardon my lack of effective prose

It was to the mood of the season that I rose

Now comes the end of this little epistle

I wish you the best, may your new year’s sizzle

It’s been a pleasure to know you, though you’ve been out of sight

“Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!”