The first of this year’s Christmas stories is up now – jump straight across to read A Bad Batch, or read on below for a few more details!
As I mentioned in last week’s blog, I’ve decided to make this a bit of an escapism zone for December (and yes, I know that technically it’s not December yet, but technically schmecnically. It’s my blog). Which means lots of short stories and no gift lists or holiday guides, because I feel more like telling stories than I do thinking about proper things.
Plus I haven’t started writing cards or buying presents yet, and I might panic if I think about it too much.
I also thought we could revisit a few old friends, because Christmas is good for that. So let’s start with Gertrude, because I like Gertrude. You may remember her as baking-obsessed reaper, who found her job description suddenly expanded to ghoulet nanny – if you want to catch up, you can read her first story here, although both stories stand alone.
Enjoy, and let me know below – what’s your favourite December treat? I have to admit to having a real soft spot for mince pies (home made, of course!)…