A New December by Veronica Jorge
December 22, 2025 by Veronica Jorge in category Write From the Heart by Veronica Jorge tagged as December, Pennies from Heaven, Veronica Jorge
The last of the leaves have fallen from the trees and covered the ground in colors of orange, yellow, red and green. Some remain to blanket the base of trees. Others are gathered by children and will spend their new lives warm indoors as works of art.
The last of the pinecones have dropped to the ground one by one. They may be transformed into decorations that will last for years to come in a cozy home, and perhaps be passed down through the generations, having a home forever.
As I consider the leaves and pinecones, I imagine a December where falling pinecones transform into food to feed the hungry, and leaves into fabric to clothe those in need.
I think of the song, Pennies from Heaven, and pray that from heaven may fall help, provision, mercy, and blessings upon all.
Veronica Jorge
See you next time on January 22nd!
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Full of Scorpions Is My Mind by Dianna Sinovic
December 13, 2025 by Bethlehem Writers Group in category From a Cabin in the Woods by Members of Bethlehem Writers Group tagged as Bethlehem Writers Group LLC, Dianna Sinovic, Macbeth, Something wicked this way comes, weird sisters
My long relationship with “the Scottish Play” dates back to grade school, when I was assigned the role of one of the Weird Sisters (was the teacher trying to tell me something?). Two other girls and I paraded around a faux cauldron to intone those famous lines:
Double, double, toil and trouble;
Fire burn and cauldron bubble.
I’m pretty sure my class did not stage the entire five acts of Macbeth, which seems too macabre for that age group. But I suppose that early exposure to the witches/weyward ones led me to my writing path of paranormal and horror.
Seeing the play again recently reminded me how powerful it is, and how it still speaks to the human condition and the ability of power to corrupt. It is, according to Meghan Winch writing in the Lantern Theater’s program, “about an unfit and unaccountable ruler seizing power from the rightful sovereign” and illustrates that “the people below suffer most when there is instability at the top.” Stuff right out of today’s news feeds.
The play is also full of evocative phrases that live on even today, more than 400 years later: “when the battle’s lost and won”; “what’s done cannot be undone”; “I bear a charméd life,” and “the milk of human kindness,” among others. One particular phrase, in a line delivered by Macbeth, had special relevance to me as a mystery writer: malice domestic. These days it’s the name of an annual crime fiction fan convention.
The Lantern Theater in Philadelphia is an intimate space, a theater in the round; the onstage sparring with spears and swords took place only a few feet from the theatergoers. The aisle one seat to my right was a key passageway during the production: Macbeth and his Lady ran up that aisle, to murder Duncan, the king, and Macduff used it to discover the dead body. Settled in a front-row corner, I was so close to the action that I was probably the only audience member who could see the apparitions in Act IV, as they stood “hidden” behind a scrim to speak their lines.
And speaking of lines, a play (Shakespearean or not) embodies the oft-repeated “rule” in writing fiction: show, don’t tell. On the stage, dialogue and action are everything; there is no room for exposition. We understand the story via the words the characters speak and how others on stage react.
Regarding those infamous weird sisters, they seem to be more than mere witches. The lines they speak weave an incantation via the rhyme, the alliteration, and the strangeness of the words themselves. “Weird” from Shakespeare’s time did not mean “strange.” It stemmed from “wayward,” which referred to “destiny” or “fate.” As such, did the sisters make Macbeth commit the murderous crime? Or did that tendency lie within him all along?
That’s for you to decide.
By the pricking of my thumbs,
Something wicked this way comes.
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Ending The Year with Flourish
December 12, 2025 by Denise M. Colby in category The Writing Journey by Denise Colby tagged as Denise M. Colby, Word of the year, Writing GoalsI love this time of year. Not just because it’s the holidays and the decorations and the festiveness of the season. But because it’s a time to reflect on all that’s happened this year. A time to review what took place. A time to plan for the next year. That’s why I titled this post ending the year with flourish.
I usually write a summary for our Christmas card on all the family has been doing this year. In my writing world, I like to fill out a summary of all that I accomplished and learned, both good and not so great. Usually the list is better than I realize, so it’s a good exercise. (I’m just starting with it as I write this blog post, so thank you, A Slice of Orange, for giving me a deadline).
I also assess my word of the year. For 2025 it has been Flourish. I have a word journal and I did not write in it very much this year. Not because I didn’t have anything to say, but because I was busy flourishing and didn’t have as much time as I have had in past years.
Why Flourish?
First, let’s dive into what the word was about for me. If you look at synonyms for flourish, you get a feel for what I was focusing on this year.
Bloom. Thrive. Blossom. Brandish. Wave. Curlycue. Grow.
I wanted to flourish in my walk with God, my relationships, my writing, my work, and my health. I also wanted to help others flourish.
My previous years were Grow (2024), and Change (2023) and this built on that. I was ready to flourish. And I feel like I did just that.
How did I flourish?
In my personal life, I’ve added strength training into my workout regimen. I’ve stabelized some health issues I had been dealing with. My contract day job went permanent. My husband and I celebrated our 30th anniversary and took a three week trip to Europe together. We’ve been able to get together with many friends and family. In fact, tonight we are celebrating my father-in-law’s 90th birthday and earlier this year we celebrated their 65th wedding anniversary. We’ve hosted a lot of family get togethers this year.
Writing specific end of year flourish
Since this is a writer’s blog, I won’t share more personal things, but dive into my writing list. Here’s a few things I would add under flourish for 2025:
- I released two books in 2025 – A Slight Change of Plans and No Plan at All
- My debut novel, When Plans Go Awry, was announced as a Carol Award Finalist
- I wrote the fourth book (for a 2026 release)
- I ran my first GoodReads giveaway
- I participated in 11 bookfunnel promotions
- I participated in a book club with eleven other new-to-me authors
- I participated in a round robin email exchange and gained more subscribers (crossing the 500 threshold)
- I sent out one newsletter a month
- I attended two writing conferences
- I’ve reviewed countless entries from my critique group
- I judged entries for two different contests
- I posted all 12 months on Slice of Orange Blog (here’s my archive link to my own posts – you can actually see where I flourished as things were happening)
- I posted 6 blog posts on my own website
- I’m currently writing a reader magnet
- I put together a proposal for 3 more books and am starting to write the first chapters to submit to my publisher
- I stretched myself to make reels on social media, more graphics
Well, wow. I hadn’t written all these out until now (and I keep thinking of ideas to capture – sorry the list got so long). That’s a pretty cool list. I think I did a lot of things that would fit in the flourish category.
How about you? What all happened in your life this year? Did you write new words? Complete a story? Pitch a story? Attend a workshop? Serve on a committee?
What comes next?
When I write out the rest of my 2025 review, I will include things that didn’t work as well. Tracking that is important too. It helps you know what not to focus on. Our time is limited and the choices we make with how we spend it matters.
To wrap things up, it’s been a great year. I’m very thankful for all of it. And have tried to enjoy every minute the best I can. Sometimes I was a little overwhelmed (okay, maybe a lot working a fulltime job, writing, and juggling family commitments).
Based on all of those things, I’m learning toward a word for 2026 that might help me in other areas of my life. We shall see. I’m still figuring out what that word will be. Stay tuned for my January post or watch for it on instagram or facebook once we head into the new year.
Other flourishing things
For now, I’ll leave you with a few Bible verses I had chosen for the word Flourish.
“In his days may the righteous flourish and peace abound, till the moon is no more.” Psalm 72:7
“As for man, his days are like grass. As a flower of the field, so he flourishes” Psalm 103:15
“May the LORD cause you to flourish, both you and your children” Psalms 115:14
And a few other quotes I found with the word Flourish in them
‘Who do you think you are?’ That’s the big one, isn’t it? A flourishing life depends on how you answer that. Robert Fulghum
When we tend to the areas of life that are important to us, when we make those things a priority, that’s when we will flourish in those areas. Victoria Osteen
There are two ways of being creative. One can sing and dance. Or one can create an environment in which singers and dancers flourish. Warren Bennis
To have produced a product where I had total creative control and see it flourish is like watching a baby grow. Karrueche Tran
May your December be full of flourishing. I wish you all a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year
My WW2 Christmas Novella ‘A Soldier’s Italian Christmas’ was inspired by a special Christmas Eve in Italy and me getting kicked out of the convent by Jina Bacarr
December 11, 2025 by Jina Bacarr in category Jina’s Book Chat, Writing tagged as Christmas eve, comics, Italy, World War 2, writing
‘I regret to inform you, but your daughter is no longer enrolled here,’ the Mother Superior announced to my parents on a cold, winter day in Bethlehem, PA. I was thirteen.
I hung my head, sad for my parents, but still not understanding what the hullabaloo was all about. It wasn’t like I was a longtime student at the convent school. I’d only been there a short time. Very short.
When my poor father asked why I wasn’t staying, the stern nun said in a crisp, clear voice: ‘She reads comics.’
Really?
True, the Sisters of Mercy catered to young girls thinking about joining the Order and with my sassy poetry writing and short skirts I was borderline — below borderline — but comics stashed under my hard pillow with my missal and rosary beads was the last straw for the pious woman. She knew I wasn’t nun material. I wanted to travel, meet cute guys, dance, eat chocolates at Ladurée in Paris…
And so I did. I had wild adventures up and down the Continent and spent Christmas with the troops in Italy. Yes, that’s me in the photo reading comics — I was with US Army Special Services on a trip with soldiers and their families to Abetone in the Italian Alps for a skiing trip. I found an Uncle Scrooge comic book in Italian and devoured it. I often read comics in different languages to learn the vernacular, slang, everyday expressions.
Not the catechism required at the convent.
But the good Sisters taught me about humility, giving, discipline. Traits that kept me out of trouble and helped me become a writer. So even though I wasn’t a good ‘fit’ to take the veil, I will always be grateful to the Sisters behind the revolving door of parochial and convent schools I attended. Sometimes the nuns uttered a sigh of relief when I left, others hugged me and cried over me leaving. They ‘got’ me with one nun giving me time during study hall to write my ‘Paris mystery novel’ when I was fourteen.
I often wondered if I should have entered a life of religious service since I have a strong need for detail and strict discipline to finish what I started, along with my fanatical dive into deep research mode for my stories, and my love of teaching children. Qualities needed to take that path and I just didn’t see it. That question prompted me to write a WW2 Christmas novella about a young woman who hides from the Nazis by becoming ‘Sister Angelina’ in charge of a motely group of orphan boys… then she meets Captain Mack O’Casey, an American Army captain who tests her faith…
Add to it a Christmas Eve memory at the service club where I worked in Livorno, Italy (we hosted a Christmas party for orphan boys and the nuns and how the EMs Enlisted Men helped me locate a lost little orphan named Daniele), and you have ‘A Soldier’s Italian Christmas’.
I hope you enjoy my video posted below near the end of this post! Merry Christmas!!
Jina xx
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My time travel back to WW2:
HER LOST LOVE:
Enjoy a trip back to Posey Creek, PA during WW 2 on the home front as Kate Arden prepares for the holidays… until her world comes crashing down when her fiancé ships overseas in ‘Her Lost Love’.
Available at e-tailers everywhere… print and audio book, too.
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Time travel back to Christmas 1943 on the home front with my holiday Women’s Fiction novel HER LOST LOVE
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On a cold December day in 1955, Kate Arden got on a train to go home for Christmas. This is the story of what happened when she got off that train. In 1943. In 1943 Kate Arden was engaged to the man she loved, Jeffrey Rushbrooke. She was devastated and heartbroken when he was called up for wartime duty and later killed on a secret mission in France.
But what if Kate could change that? What if she could warn him and save his life before Christmas? Or will fate have a bigger surprise in store for her?
Her Lost Love is a sweeping, heartbreakingly romantic novel – it’s one woman’s chance to follow a different path and mend her broken heart…
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HER LOST LOVE
Thank you for stopping by! If you like WW 2 romance, check out my holiday novella that takes place in Italy on the road to Rome on Christmas Eve during the cold winter of 1943: A Soldier’s Italian Christmas.
December 1943 Italy
He is a US Army captain, a battle-weary soldier who has lost his faith.
She is a nun, her life dedicated to God.
Together they are going to commit an act the civilized world will not tolerate.
They are about to fall in love.
Winner in the Novella Category in the I Heart Indie contest A Soldier’s Italian Christmas is available on Kindle ~Jina
Also, my Civil War medical drama: LOVE ME FOREVER is available on Kindle and Kindle Unlimited Liberty Jordan travels back to 1862 as an re-enactor– I love the Christmas scene with Liberty tending to the wounded from both the North and the South…
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If you love Civil War romance and time travel and TWO hunky military heroes, check out my Kindle Scout winner: LOVE ME FOREVER
She wore gray.
He wore blue.
But their love defied the boundaries of war. And time.
Planning for Peace by Kitty Bucholtz
December 9, 2025 by Kitty Bucholtz in category It's Worth It by Kitty Bucholtz, Writing tagged as It's Worth It, Kitty Bucholtz, menopause, organization, Perimenopause, Planning, writing
Everyone who knows me knows I’m big on planning. That’s because my brain gets all stressed out if I don’t know what’s going on, whether I have time to say yes to something, or when I’m afraid I’m missing out on something. That’s why I already know where we’re spending Christmas (with friends a few minutes away), what I’m bringing for dinner (a homemade chocolate pie, homemade cornbread, and drinks), and what I’ll be wearing (embroidered jeans, a lightweight knit shirt, and taking both a sweater and sweatpants for warmth and comfort later). All that in the first week of December! Woohooo!! And now I’m not stressed at all about Christmas. (Yup, Christmas shopping already done!)
But when it comes to still trying to balance the changes menopause is having on my brain and my energy with the goals I want to achieve in 2026…well, planning in a way that will bring me the most peace is critical. One of the things I learned is that cortisol, the stress hormone, can make menopause symptoms worse. So if I’m feeling stressed by how I’m feeling (or by how it’s keeping me from achieving my goals!), the stress actually makes the symptoms worse.
Not to mention the fact that unused cortisol (if there are no tigers to run from or I don’t walk it off quickly) gets stored as fat. Great. Talk about insults and injuries.
I bought a one-year subscription to MasterClass.com last Christmas because Halle Berry hosted a 90-minute “class” with interviews with several doctors and women going through menopause. Here I am two weeks before my subscription expires and I finally finished watching it and taking notes. There was a lot of good information in the class, but let me give you a few bullet points that fit with my topic of planning for peace.
- Decluttering — I knew this was not a time-waster or procrastination technique!! But I’d let people convince me it was, and my mess has been stressing me out all year. It’s gotten to the point, I don’t even like to spend much time in my office. Several items on my to-do list now have to do with sorting papers that are currently piled everywhere, filing the important must-keep stuff in boxes I just bought, and throwing out as much as I can. I need to let go of all the old plays I wrote a million years ago…even though I don’t really want to. I never look at them, won’t use them again, and don’t have room in our small apartment to keep writing only for nostalgia’s sake. (And no, for those about to leave a comment about scanning them or taking photos, it would take me weeks to do that! I have a lot of old writing!)
- Have a “launchpad” where you keep your keys, your wallet, your purse, your phone/charger, etc. I’ve never called it a launchpad, but I get the idea. I have a bowl I made in pottery class in college where I put all those things. It is so stressful when I’m rushing out the door for the train and realize one of those items did not make it to the bowl and now I have to look “everywhere” for it…because right now my brain can’t remember.
- Prioritizing tasks on your list before you begin. Many days I only have a few hours of functioning brain time, so I need to be sure that if I can only get one thing done today, it’s the right thing. And if I can get 2 or 3 things done, they are things I’ll be happy or relieved got done. Much as I want to watch the last episode of The Beast in Me on Netflix to find out how it ends, that is not the best use of my limited brain-time right now! And because limited brain-time has made me perpetually behind in all my goals, when I have a good day (like today!) and can get a dozen things done, I want them to be the things I desperately needed to have done last week and the week before.
- Organizational Skills Therapy — one of the doctors mentioned this and I have no idea what it is, but it sounds awesome!! I’m totally Googling it later!
So those four items are now on my list of tools I want to use to plan for peace in 2026. I have no idea what to expect next year. My brain seems to maybe be working better, but I’ve thought that in the past right before a new wave of menopause hell bowled me over. At least with these tools, I can get a few of the most important items done and choose to be satisfied with it, not stressing about what I can’t control.
I hope this is helpful for you as well! Whether you’re in need of this information or know someone you can share it with, it’s always good to have some reliable tools in your author — and life — toolkit. I hope you plan for a peaceful and joyful end of 2025 and that it spills over into all of 2026. God bless you! And Merry Christmas!
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