Hyacinth Grey. Indie Author. I write fiction.

Tag: Christmas

  • Testimony of Outlaws

    Presale! Christmas is coming. Relax with haiku and story. (opens in a new tab) Testimony of Outlaws contains new haiku poems, as well as most of the haiku published on this blog. There are two stories about Christmas, including a new one called Lights. Only 99 cents!

  • Merry Christmas 2021

    Dear Reader, Merry Christmas. It’s been a complicated couple of years, and I hope things are starting to look up. I also know that Christmas can be a difficult time for many. Of course, not everybody celebrates Christmas. To everyone, in all our varying human circumstances, I hope today is a good day. Peace, Hyacinth

  • The Christmas Room – complete story

    Listen to Podcast Episode The Christmas Room This is a work of fiction. This story has two endings. This blog post and podcast episode contains the entire story. The Beginning The tree was at least twenty feet tall. How such a gigantic pine had been uprooted, transported, and set up there without any apparent damage,…

  • The Christmas Room – Ending 2

    This is a work of fiction. The house is quiet. One of the stockings has my name on it. It’s right beside Dylan’s. All of them bulge with presents. The pile of gifts under the tree blocks quite a few of the lower branches. I look at some of the tags on them. They’re in…

  • Christmas – Haiku

    A dark cold stable, A Baby is born today, Be a kid again.

  • A Letter to Christmas

    Dear Christmas, I think a lot of people are conflicted about you and religion in the 21st century. The love of God has both inspired people to do good, and turned some hands to do wrong. A free country is one in which people should not be afraid to believe, and they should be comfortable…

  • Shepherds and Angels – Haiku

    Shepherds saw angels, From Heaven hallelujah, Do not be afraid.

  • Gabriel and Mary – Christmas Haiku

    Gabriel comes down, To see Mary and tell her, She will be Christ’s Mom.

  • The Christmas Room – Ending 1 – Contemporary Fiction

    This is a work of fiction. I listen. The house is quiet. The room is full of light. I walk over to the wall where all the stockings are hanging. One of them has my name on it. When I was a kid, I used to wish for mountains of presents. I walk across the…

  • The Christmas Room – Contemporary Fiction – a story with two endings

    This is a work of fiction. The tree was at least twenty feet tall. How such a gigantic pine had been uprooted, transported, and set up there without any apparent damage, I had no idea. Every branch was hung with strings of great big red, green, and white lights. At the top, there was a…