Chapter One

I read 38 pages of Pipi Longstocking to my Littles two nights ago. I would have kept reading if I wasn't falling asleep while they were all awake waiting on every word, which were came further and further apart. When I finally went to bed, words were floating in my head and I knew I needed to get up and write.

  The words were magical and flowing like a fountain, but I never got up!!! I did not have my pen and paper next to my bed like I usually do. I packed them away for our mini break to the beach. I didn't want to go to my desk and get out of my comfy bed.

Ugh, the agony of procrastination and exhaustion!

I have many stories to tell, but a little story just waiting, bursting to share, sits in my think tank, day in and out. I haven't the time to get the words onto paper. In my basket of to do someday are the 3x5 index cards with the words written in order of sequence and some detail, but being vulnerable and afraid. It sits waiting without exposure,  BUT, now it is calling to me, BIG TIME! I am not afraid of rejection, I can take No's and I am used to criticism. What I am afraid of is ridicule, because the things I write, are what I feel. They are the truest form of me, unedited.

The story is about the magical moments made at home and the wonderment we create within our walls to find ways to share our love even more. Stories like the one Santa Claus is made or the newest one I've heard of, Elf on the Shelf.  These are stories that help us share our love and make new traditions. Even though we know the true meaning of Christmas, aren't these just ways to make more magical moments for you to share  love w your little ones?

I am all about making moments.

Why not magical ones?

The ones in which Faries are born.

Last night after everyone was asleep, I got out of bed, feeling like a thief in the night and stole some time at my computer. I typed my first chapter! I sat there when I was done, looking at it, and read and re-read it 20 times. Feelings of accomplishment and the thrill of the beginning of something new and special, at least to me, is on paper.

Permanently!

 It is ready to edit and I hope I am kind and don't get scared and scratch it to pieces.

Let's just say that Merry Sweet, has a voice and she wants to share it with you.

 Until then.....

Sleep well, Dreamers and all Littles far and near.

From me to you w love - M