Why hello there!
Welcome back to Satisfaction for Insatiable Readers….the place to get your holiday read ON! ^_^
How are you today?
Hopefully the week has been treating you well and look…the weekend is just over that ridge! Do you see it? It’s coming…swifter than a flock of seagulls and we’re not talking about the 80’s music group (if you don’t know who that is, don’t ask…it won’t interfere with your enjoyment of this post…^_^). Seriously, is it just me or has this year FLOWN by? Let’s not even get into the fact that we only have 10 days til Christmas Day and I’m still trying to get my shopping done. *-* Ah yes, it’s the most wonderful time of the year indeed. Anywho…
Yesterday, we took a look at the true spirit of the season with author Steve Light’s latest work, The Christmas Giant. If you missed the post, feel free to check it out after you finish this one. In keeping with the ho-ho-ho season, today we are going to take a look at another aspect of the festivities…the Christmas Carol, or more precisely, one song in particular. Ready for the bookish holiday feast? Here it comes. Today’s book of choice is…
Holiday Classic Came to Be
Sounds all technical and perhaps snooze inducing, right? Thank goodness we don’t judge a book by its title…alone. The cover helped to draw my curiosity as did the publisher of the work (*cough*…Peachtree Publishers…*cough*) since my experience with their previous releases has always been enjoyable. So, feeling moved to seek out more holiday spirit, I took the plunge on this one and was rewarded with a story more worthy of Christmas cookies than of fruitcake (< -- meaning I liked it since cookies ROCK…just in case I confused you there).
A story of fiction filled with facts about one of our favorite carols of old, James Lord Pierpont’s holiday creation would go on to live in infamy and be sung by so many artists I doubt you could ever hear them all. Though some creative licensing was taken, which was bound to happen since we can’t actually go back in time to see the events ourselves (unless you have a time machine to loan us…do you? *blink blink*), you can really imagine the events unfolding as presented given the time (it was the 1850’s) and place (
). Though short in length, the story explores a variety of emotions and issues you may not have expected, from the assault on the church (the “brick-through-the-window” classic) to concerns about integration, the desire to harbor a welcoming atmosphere to simply the want to provide an enjoyable holiday concert experience. It all boils down to the creation of a timeless classic. Speaking of boiling…. Savannah, GA
I can totally relate to the oppressive heat mentioned at the books beginning as James Lord Pierpont was dreaming of a white Christmas while baking in the
sun. When Mom and I moved down to Georgia from good old PA, we left 5 inches of snow behind…and traded it for 100 degrees plus humidity from you-know-where. It may sound appealing to those of you snowbound at the moment, but trust me, heaven like all things is in the eye of the beholder, or person stuck sweating to death in the tropical sun. It’s a wonder that Mr. Pierpont was able to focus on any snowy daydream long enough to string a few words together, let alone write a song….but are we ever so glad that he did. Florida