The Santa Saga

Hey, guys! I know this blog is usually a place for me to gush about my feelings and stuff, but we're gonna do something different today. You see, Part Six of my Santa Saga has just appeared in the lovely online literary journal, Aurora Wolf. That means you can now see all three pairs of connected tales arranged like a deck of cards on my author's page. In my own teeny little way, it's like having collected all the Infinity Stones.

I won't go into any particular detail about the series—I figure, if you're interested, you won't want it spoiled, and if you're not, then it doesn't matter anyhow—but in brief, it's about a bunch of mystical and mortal folk who hang out together at a (sadly fictional) Boston tavern called Dill's, and end up getting embroiled in a bizarre adventure involving the one and only Father Christmas. The fun part is that the entire thing evolved out of me going on Facebook every Advent to complain about the fact that Santa's helpers are called elves. They're obviously not elves, they're short bearded craftsmen who live in the mountains. Doy.

So over time, because I was a night janitor and had little else to do with my brain-mind, I started developing a mythos of my own regarding the Claus and his Arctic kinfolk. It became clear to me that Santa represented the Khazilim, an offspring of Angel and Dwarf, and that got me thinking about where the real Elves fit into all this, and that led me to discover the existence of Lyrilim, the offspring of Angel and Elf. And then of course the Nephilim got involved, not to mention the Cherubim, and things just went from there.

If my calculations are correct, the Santa Saga is now nearing its cataclysmic conclusion. The final chapters are set to be Parts One and Two of "The Eye of the Elohim." Look for the beginning of the end when April turns to May. And prepare. For. MAYHEM!