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"The Christmas Department" by Alex Schattner

“The Christmas Department” by Alex Schattner

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FREE Holiday Ebook Giveaway!

"The Christmas Dept." Giveaway

I know It’s a little early, but I just completed the illustrated edition of my book, “The Christmas Department,” and I couldn’t wait to share it. So, from now until Oct. 6 the book will be available on Amazon for FREE.

Get it here: http://www.amazon.com/Christmas-Department-American-Folktale-ebook/dp/B00ARMMCNO/

Best Wishes,

Alex

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Saturday Hiaku: Time

“Knight Rider” by Coda2

If you could choose a
Time in which to live,
Which age would it be?

Maybe ancient Rome
With g’ds, gladiators, and
The myths of greatness.

How ’bout the middle ages
Filled with princesses and knights.
Castles and glory!

Or is the jazz age,
With its glam gals, and gangster,
more preferable?

Before you answer
Think of power, plumbing,
And the great depression.

If  you want to be
Cold, smelly, and destitute,
Then the past is yours.

I’ll stay here.

– Alex Schattner (11/18/12)

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