Is it me?

Okay, either someone has speeded up the turn of the Earth and we're already in December, or....
Yep. Everywhere I look, I see Christmas.
Music in stores, films on TV, Christmas lights in town...
So, is it me?

The thing is, I'm an absolute Christmas nut, which makes life difficult when you're married to someone who HATES the C word. (To be fair, he suffers from depression and SAD, and this is the worst time of year for him. The clocks go back, daylight is on the decrease, and it's getting colder - add to that, he used to work in retail for many years and saw his childhood love of Christmas gradually eroded as it became a season to worship the new God ka-ching!)

So yeah, Christmas in my house has been a little lacking in joy in recent years.
He does his best, bless him, but I have to make sure I don't put on any of my Christmas movies (I have a collection :) ) too early into December.

But here I am, surrounded by Christmas. And what do I do?
I wrote a Christmas story.
Low on the angst, heavy on the HEA... yeah, the perfect antidote for the winter blues.
Connections is the story of two men who meet on a train bound for Manchester. They were students together fifteen years ago, and they're both on their way to their reunion dinner, a week before Christmas.
You know there's a twist, right?
Yes, back then, they both had the hots for one another, except they were both too shy to do anything about it.
And now?
Let's just say it will be a weekend of revelations, and an ending to leave you feeling warm and fuzzy.

So get in the holiday mood and revel in the glow of Christmas this November.
And spare a thought for those who suffer from depression. It's an illness that you can't see, but it's as bigger a killer as cancer - not that you can compare them.
But it makes you think, doesn't it?