I have a weakness for all things Christmas…candy, cookies, lights, carols, decorations, books, movies. I have so many traditions and things I love to do to celebrate Christmas with my family, including the midnight Christmas Eve service and how it always ends in candlelight with the congregation singing Silent Night.
But then, Christmas comes and the frantic weeks of preparation are done and Christmas ends so fast.
I’ve learned over the years that Christmas is the most fun before it’s actually Christmas, and in my mind there is no better way to start the holidays then with Advent…along with the arrival of Santa following Thanksgiving Day.
Not everyone loves the holidays as much as I do. We’re all familiar with the Grinch and Scrooge for a reason.
Like most American kids born in the 60’s and 70’s, I grew up on the cartoon classics…Rudolph, Santa Claus is Coming to Town, Frosty the Snowman, The Little Drummer Boy. And then as an adult, I fell in love with the old musicals, White Christmas and Holiday Inn starring Bing Crosby.
I never loved It’s a Wonderful Life and Miracle on 34th Street because both struck me as quite sad. So it was a huge surprise to me when I flew next to Santa Claus (okay, he was an old man that looked just like Santa Claus!) on a trip to Seattle last June and had an entire story come to me in a flash. I even told the old gentleman that he was giving me story ideas and he needed to stop it. The old gentleman was a psychologist and counselor and thought it was hilarious. I didn’t. Because the story that came to me in a flash wasn’t the story I’d started to write for Cormac and Whitney, and I didn’t want to change it, particularly not to a story that is an ode Miracle on 34th Street. But the new idea would not go away.
It bugged me all summer. It argued with me in the fall. I resisted it. I didn’t want to write it. Again, I started my story in an entirely different place and tried so hard to do one thing, but no, the miracle and magic of Christmas took over and made this story what it wanted….A Christmas Miracle for Daisy.
You’d think with such a strong sense of story I’d find the writing easy. No, again. I wrestled with this one, a fierce creative battle between what I wanted to do, and what the story wanted to do, and ultimately, Kris Krinkles, my kindly old man in A Christmas Miracle for Daisy, won.
You can see some of my inspiration for my new Taming of the Sheenan story here on Pinterest (https://www.pinterest.com/thejaneporter/a-christmas-miracle-for-daisy/ ). I had such fun setting the story in Marietta, at the historic Graff Hotel, which has been decorated for the holidays and is hosting Santa Claus every afternoon and evening until Christmas—much to Cormac Sheenan’s unhappiness. He’s not a fan of the old guy and really wish Kris would stop filling his four year old’s head with nonsense.
Do you have a favorite Christmas show or movie? I’d love to know! Please share with me in the comments below and one of you will win a festive Marietta, Montana Christmas gift that includes a hand-glazed mug made just for our Montana Born Christmas, a $5 Starbucks gift card, a collection of Montana Born holiday romances, and lots more reader sweets and treats!
New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of forty-nine romances and women’s fiction titles, Jane Porter has been a finalist for the prestigious RITA award five times and won in 2014 for Best Novella with her story, Take Me, Cowboy, from Tule Publishing. Today, Jane has over 12 million copies in print, including her wildly successful, Flirting With Forty, picked by Redbook as its Red Hot Summer Read, and reprinted six times in seven weeks before being made into a Lifetime movie starring Heather Locklear. A mother of three sons, Jane holds an MA in Writing from the University of San Francisco and makes her home in sunny San Clemente, CA with her surfer husband and two dogs.