I don’t pray as much as I should. One brief prayer I manage as soon as I awaken each morning is: “Thank you.” I know the older one gets, the more precarious good health becomes, and I want to be aware of how good I feel this morning. Right now. Amen.

More good health: It’s such a pleasure to write while listening to my wife painting in her studio. Her work in oil and cold wax requires a lot of scraping and layering and scraping again. The sounds are comforting, as are the clicks of my keyboard. They’re sounds of creation, birthing new works in paint and in print.

So with a heart full of gratitude, I want to thank my readers—my truly “extended family”—for your ongoing support and encouragement. May you all have a blessed holiday season and a healthy and happy New Year.

Project update: I have sent out 208 queries to literary agencies in the U.S., the U.K., and Canada. So far, I’ve received fifty rejections and two positive responses. An agent in London to whom I sent the first three chapters has requested the whole manuscript, and an agent in New York City to whom I sent the first ten pages has requested the next five chapters. Fingers crossed!

Finally, please accept this short story as a token of my appreciation. I know some of you have already read it. I wrote “Dangerous Christmas” fifteen years ago and included it in my 2017 collection of short stories entitled, Catch of the Day. I dusted it off this morning and was pleased to find that I still liked it. I hope you do, too.