Leanne Dyck has a supportive on-line community of over 8,000 members. Her blog (created on October 10, 2010) has recieved over 269,000 page views. Leanne is writing short story collections for adutls, a novel for young adults and picture books for children.
From 2006 to 2009, as an indie author, Leanne published a mystery (print and e-book) and a short story collection (audio book). Since 2011 , Leanne has been published in four magazines (Kaleidoscope, Canadian Stories, Icelandic Connection, Island Gals)and in four anthologies ( My Gustsy Story, From the Heart, Figures in the Mist, In the Moment ).
For Leanne's complete publishing history, visit her blog's 'publishing history' page http://authorleannedyck.blogspot.ca/
Christmas with Family
November wasn't even over and already the rush had begun. My neighbourhood mall was packed. Everyone had a shopping bag. Some carried two. I sped past shop after shop excorted by Christmas tunes. Deck the halls with lots of presents. Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la. Now's the time to be shopping. Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la. The music was supposed to make me happy, but all I felt was blue.
I pictured my extended family's Christmas Eve celebration. Year after year, we gathered to talk, laugh, exchange gifts and enjoy delicious food. This year, they would--I wouldn't, not any longer. My husband and I had moved from Manitoba three provinces away to British Columbia.
I entered the food court, searched and found my husband, Byron, sitting at a table, flipping through a magazine.
"I'm sorry I'm late," I said. Byron doesn't like to wait.
He shrugged off my apology.
The thought of spending Christmas here in BC--the two of us alone in our lonely apartment--made me want to cry.
"I want us to go home for Christmas," I said trying to steady my voice.
"We are home," he replied.
"No, I mean--"
"Manitoba? Freezing cold. Snow. No thanks."
But we have to be with family for Christmas. That thought haunted me all the way back to our apartment. I know I'll phone my cousin Susan. After all she's alone too.
"Why don't you and Byron come and have Christmas here on Salt Spring?" Susan suggested.
I was so happy I wanted to sing, dance, but all I did was thank my cousin for saving my Christmas.
Weeks later, I was at the breakfast table listenting to the radio.
"We're guaranteed to have a white Chistmas this year," the weatherman predicted.
"What does he know? It's all guesswork."
Byron waved his hand to silence me.
"Tons of sonw will make traveling hazardous," the weatherman concluded...
What happens next? Do we make it to Salt Spring? Do we even try? Read the rest of the story and all the other entertaining reads in the new anthology In the Moment: Real Life Stories of Hope & Inspiration. To order, email Gary Coi (firstname.lastname@example.org)
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Leanne Dyck invites readers and writers to join her on her "Wild" author journey. She promises to keep you entertained, informed and inspired. One new post will be available every week. Leanne writes from Mayne Island, BC, Canada.
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