Jaz Primo: Novelist? -- No. Today, Noelist!
Happy Holidays, everyone! I'm proud to be here today as one of the Barks & Blogs appearances for the 12 Days of Christmas Extravaganza!
Is it already time for the holidays? Wow, the year has gone by so quickly. We all say that, don't we? Life is so busy and hectic today that we get caught up in the passing days, weeks, and then months, and before you know it, here we are again. It's once more time to break out the Christmas music and queue up the iPod with holiday tunes. Which tunes are you queuing up this year? Justin Bieber? Mariah Carey? As for me, I prefer the classics. However, even I'll admit that some of the classic holiday tunes are starting to show their age or even lose their relevance in present-day society.
For example, what is it with all of the birds that appear in the Twelve Days of Christmas carol? To say that it's slightly antiquated in its focus and vernacular would be an understatement. I suppose that back in the day (yes, I mean the late 19th century), receiving a variety of fowl would have greatly enhanced the productive capacity of the farm. And who doesn't want eight Maids-a-Milking in the barn to help with all of those dairy cows, right? Today, one may conjure up any manner of lewd connotations from such a gift. Amish pornography, perhaps? Go ahead...consider the irony in that last statement. But I digress...
For the more refined person, perhaps drummers and pipers are essential in order to properly allow your Ladies to dance and your Lords to leap, at least with the idea of keeping in step with one another. I find the more interesting gift of the song to be the Calling Birds on day four. From what I can discern, the term "calling" harkens back to the older term "colly" meaning "black" and referring to the European blackbird Turdus Merula. It goes without saying that I wouldn't want the word turdus associated with me if I were a bird. Frankly, everyone already realizes that birds poop too much; particularly on top of our freshly-washed vehicles. And yet, the blackbird is hardly something that I consider to be the perfect gift. I mean, they practically litter the landscape of Europe and the Americas, so they're hardly very special, except for the lame person who journeyed to the Christmas party only to realize they had forgotten to pick up a gift. However, would a blackbird even be acceptable if the party expected a Dirty Santa gift? Nevertheless, in my mind, giving anyone a bird, even at a Dirty Santa party, is more akin to Rat Bastard Santa. Alas, once more, I digress...
Nowadays, the infamous Day Four should involve a calling card, at the very least. Or how about an actual cell phone? Better yet, everybody would love to have a shiny new smart phone! Well, except for my grandmother; she's not much on glitzy techno-gadgets. Okay, so perhaps with Day Four there's some latitude. You could always get that special someone a gift card to an AT&T store. Verizon? Sprint? There's just so many choices! Aw, hell, just pick up a blackbird along the road somewhere. I think that I'm starting to see the simple allure of the original verse now.
For me, I've always appreciated the nostalgia surrounding the holidays. I love steaming mugs of hot cocoa with marshmallows, the angelic singing of “Carol of the Bells" by a choir, and the twinkling of holiday light displays. And let's not forget the Charlie Brown Christmas special! Few things bring a tear to my eye quite like Linus' on-stage sermon regarding the true meaning of Christmas. I love gazing out the living room window at a fresh blanket of snow covering the ground on a cold December day as I sip a mug of hot tea. The smell of fresh-baked cookies or pumpkin-spiced bread from the hot oven always makes me think of the holidays. And let’s not forget the tasty batches of holiday fudge that friends and neighbors share around Christmas. But most of all, I love waking up to my lovely wife next to me while I’m snuggled beneath warm blankets on Christmas morning. In the end, nothing beats sharing the holidays with someone you love…
So, here’s to you and the wish that your holiday experiences will be all that you want them to be, and that you can share them with people you love. And please don’t forget to reach out to help someone less fortunate than you so that you can share the magic of Christmas. Believe me, it just might be one of the best, most personally-enriching gifts that you could give this season. Thanks so much again to Jennifer at Books and Barks for the opportunity to be with you today!
Here’s the teaser for A Bloody London Sunset, Jaz Primo’s second novel in the Sunset Vampire Series.
Katrina Rawlings is a vampire who has finally rediscovered happiness for the first time in centuries. But unwanted complications erupt with a vengeance. Decisions of necessity combined with dark memories from a forgotten past threaten her relationship with the love of her life. When a sacrifice must be made, can she endure her decision?
Caleb Taylor's life is finally back on track. He has rebounded from a near mortal injury, both physically and emotionally. Yet, his reality is shaken by the suggestion of a betrayal of trust from the woman he loves. Can the power of love overcome the power of a lie?
Paige Turner is a century old vampire who fearlessly revels in a simple existence pursuing blood, dancing, and sex. Simple needs, and all met in the same manner: hot, fast, and without regrets. But a spontaneous visit leads to heartfelt sacrifice, and unexpected complications strike fear to the core of her soul. Will she survive the revelations?
In the exciting second novel in the Sunset Vampire Series, a trust is betrayed, bonds of friendship are strained, relationships may end, and a tenuous neutrality among the world's vampire population is threatened. With stakes so high, some will not survive A Bloody London Sunset!
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