Sing We Now of Christmas–Booklover Christmas Carols, Part One
I have a silly side. Aggie Sloan-Wilcox, my mystery series sleuth evolved from that part of me. Undoubtedly, that’s why I love writing the Ministry is Murder novels so much. Solving mysteries AND being just a little bit silly? What a way to spend my afternoons.
I discovered my silly Christmas carol side several years ago when I began to mentally rewrite Christmas carols for booklovers. Now, I can’t remember why or how it started. Who cares? That’s what being silly is all about. But over the years, this unfortunate trend has continued.
This year I decided it was time to share my carols with you. There’s something for everybody on the booklover spectrum. So consider these my Christmas presents to my faithful blog readers. “Mary Reader” my “Good King Wenceslas” tribute to readers everywhere who wish there was more diversity at the bookstore, is featured at reading group guides this week.
Meantime stay tuned for a second installment of carols on my next blog. When I’m silly, I’m really silly!
Oh Manuscript-the unpublished writer’s carol
sung to the tune of “Oh Christmas Tree”
Oh manuscript, Oh manuscript, how graceful are thy phrases
Oh manuscript, Oh manuscript, how witty are thy pages
Your prose is always strong and clear
Your characters are flawed but dear
Oh manuscript, Oh manuscript, God speed your New York journey
Oh manuscript, Oh manuscript, returned to me this Yuletide
Oh manuscript, Oh manuscript, mourned by me this Yuletide
How swiftly seasons come and go
How swiftly came the old heave ho
Oh manuscript, Oh manuscript, you’ll fuel my Christmas yule log.
Cover Art-the romance writer’s carol
sung to the tune of “Jingle Bells”
Cover art, Cover art, racy all the way
Oh what fun it is to see what the artist had to say-ay
Cover art, cover art, racy all the way
Oh what fun it is to see what the artist draws today
Dashing for the mail
On the way to work one day
I spied an envelope, with postmarks bright and gay
I opened it with care, and stared at what I saw
A handsome man, a gorgeous babe, both lounging in the raw
***Chorus
My editor is grim,
My protest made no friends
Chests and breasts sell books, I have to make amends
I promise I’ll be good, I won’t complain or whine
But when it hits the stores and shelves I’ll claim it isn’t mine
Let it Show, Let it Show, Let it Show-the editor’s carol
sung to the tune of “Let it Snow”
Oh, the novel you wrote is frightful
But the remedy’s so delightful
Since you claim you want some dough
Let it show, let it show, let it show
You’ve told us John loved Mary
You’ve told us things got hairy
But how do we know it’s so?
Let it show, let it show, let it show
When they finally kiss goodnight
And he hates going out in the storm
Don’t just tell us he holds her tight
Show us the ways they stay warm!!!
Oh my temper is slowly frying
As you tell me Mary’s crying
I want a blow by blow!
Let it show, let it show, let it show!
Emilie these carols are just too cute for words! And do have a Happy Christmas. 🙂
sent you 2 emails girlie… are you online in FL??
Disorganized R Us. Will get back to you today. Wish you were here!