A Very Authorly Holiday, or, The Card Quandary
For many of us, the holidays are joyful events, filled with friendly board games, embarrassing It's not just the pressure of genius that hinders my writing of holiday cards. Beneath Bast, my holiday helper, lies a completed card awaiting a label. Sigh. reminiscences, overdrawn bank accounts, and far too much cranberry sauce. And holiday cards – we can never forget the holiday cards. My fiancée is Jewish, I’m Agnostic, and our friends and family range from Wiccan to Atheist to Pentecostal. We’re an eclectic group, the people for whom folks popularized the bland, safe “happy holidays.” As a result, my fiancée and I purchased a variety of holiday cards: some celebrating Solstice, some the new year, some Hanukkah, and some just gratuitously representing adorable furry friends. One of my favorites features a picture of a certain, gentle giant of an aquatic mammal wishing “Happy holidays for all of humanatee!” I love sending out holiday cards. I write a different messa