It’s hard to believe that Christmas is finally here. After weeks of preparations, most of our time was consumed to buying so many gifts for friends and family.
Decorating your home and planning that great Christmas party is not easy. Before you knew it, the BIG DAY is already here.
After all these big fusses, what you want is throw yourself on the couch to rest your aching feet.
You waited for so long for that holiday break from your busy schedules at work and family. Let us not forget too, that you have been dreaming that long and uninterrupted sleep-in for so many days.
Well, Christmas has its way of making us happy like the music we hear, the gifts we received, and the food we eat.
We are always getting spoilt with so many delicious foods, especially desserts, and excuses for skipping dessert is not welcome this time of the year. No one wants to be on a diet on Christmas!
So, who likes Pavlova, anyone?
PAVLOVA is my upcoming project for young children.
I still have no idea how the story about Pavlova will turn out, but I will update everyone on the progress of this book. I am sure it’s not going to be hard to come up with a story because he is such a cheeky little thing.
Alongside with my contemporary romance novel, Thinner than Water, this book is for people like us who still believe that love is a beautiful piece of art.
The story is packed with drama, intrigue, and struggles to beat the odds. It is still a work in progress, but you’re all welcome to have a peek on the development of this book.
For the meantime, let’s have pavlova. Yes, the dessert!
Sorry to interrupt, but I thought you may want to take a break from all these Christmas poetry and letters you’ve been trying to write for your loved ones to be featured here on “Get Creative With Me”.
For the meantime, why not grab a cup of coffee and take a sip and allow me to introduce to you my characters in my Children’s Book, “Gracie…Shhh!”
If you haven’t read the book section of my site yet, I introduced the three main characters.
Here’s an excerpt from that book. Gracie has some opinions of her own about Makena and Donald.
Okay, move your cursor up to my Book Section, and click Children’s. Come on, it’s not that hard. It’s a good exercise for your aching finger, you know (ha! Ha!)
I understand if you’re feeling tired. Christmas shopping is taking up all our energies lately. So, let me take you there. Come on, let’s go.
with vivid imaginations still believed that I could do anything beyond the
gates of fairyland. No matter what I say, they all have concluded that I have
the power to do anything or change anything if I wanted to.”
Excerpt from “Gracie…Shhh!”
You can read it all in Chapter 7. Yes, it’s Chapter 7, my favourite chapter. I wasn’t sure how I would write this chapter and at the same time, give everyone the pleasure of reading and enjoying the story.
Who would believe that magic still exists in today’s world? No one. Certainly not me. Oh well, maybe sometimes. Those children in Gracie’s school believe that there is magic, and Gracie was the lucky one to receive the magical power. If that isn’t enough to drive Gracie to the edge, imagine what she did. It will surprise everyone.
I surely enjoyed writing it, so I hope you will enjoy reading it. Here’s a little peek of what’s in Chapter 7. All the rest of the story will soon be available for everyone to read. Not long to go. Promise!
. . . . . . So much weird stuff was going on
in our school. I was continually being called Fairy Godmother. The older boys
called me Cherub Babe. Gosh, that was new. The younger children called me
Elfie. Some of them tend to stare, and some don’t even blink. They love
touching me too, like rubbing their hands on my arm hoping to get some of my
power. Most of the time, I tried my very best to stay calm and not get upset,
but our playground was beginning to turn into a circus ground.
That’s it, no more. It is time to put an end to their craziness. It must stop, and I mean now. I was determined to do it because everything was becoming unrealistic and getting completely out of control. It’s time to set the record straight.
But first, I should have some fun first. I will show everyone my magical power.
I was so determined and fired up to put
an end to all those crazy stuff, so I dashed at the playground where everybody
grouped themselves. The wind was cold and fresh on my face, but it didn’t stop
me from doing what I must do that day. Some patches of dark clouds were moving
closer to each other, followed by the brief sizzling noise of lightning, but
the playground was packed.
“Hey Gracie,” Makena called out waving her hands. “We’re here.”
I went straight to her. My face was crumpled, and my lips pressed together.
“What’s the matter Gracie, you look angry?”
I gave her a sharp look. Then, I purposely pointed my pencil to her and uttered some magic words, “Naughty-ish-tian mitoto!”
For a moment, I saw Makena’s face
completely confused. Then, I waved my pencil in the air and yelled out,
Something just happened. I lost my
balance, and I was frightened for a moment. It was unexpected. I thought a bomb
just went off, but it was a sharp, loud rumble of thunder, and I was taken
wholly by surprise.
“Are you kidding me?” Makena blasted at me. “Did you just do that?”
“I think she just did, Mak. She just threw a magic spell on you,” seconded Donald.
I turned to Donald, and with a fierce look, I spoke, pointing my pencil to him. “Am I talking to you Ducky?”
“What’s with you, Gracie?”
I yelled, “Answer me!” waving my pencil
in the air. But to my surprise, a flash of lightning just bolted out from
nowhere, flashing across the sky.
“Whoa! Chill out, Gracie!” Donald took a couple of steps backward, shaken and scared.
Suddenly, a showcase of lightning
flashing from different directions began to appear in the sky. The wind howled,
shaking those leaves struggling to hold on from its bough. Everyone was
astonished, surprised, bewildered, dumbfounded. Call it whatever you want, but
all eyes were on me.
Remember that naughty boy who liked
playing pranks on everyone? Well, I marched directly towards him. My face was
still crumpled, and I fixed my eyes into him. And with a whisk of my magic
pencil pointed at him, I spoke with a loud voice, “You are going to stop
playing tricks on everyone!” Then, I yelled, “Understood?”
Thunder roared up in the sky again.
Poor boy, fear overtook him. He nodded his head and then he ran off so fast
away from me. He almost tripped on the ground.
Wild events were beginning to take
place when a teacher came out to the playground telling everyone to go back
inside because the weather was getting worse. I panicked. I thought I got
busted for doing those pranks. So, as I turned, I accidentally pointed my
pencil to her. Unfortunately, a strong gust of wind blew towards her direction.
Her skirt went right up to her face. That was unexpected, and it blew my mind
too. I wasn’t sure if she was shocked about what I did to her. But all I could
see on her face were traces of embarrassment, more than likely because we all
saw what she was wearing underneath.