‘Twas the Night Before Christmas (for Writers)

Scott William Carter   December 24, 2013  

‘Twas the Night Before Christmas (for Writers)
(an arrangement by Scott William Carter)

‘Twas the night before Christmas when all through the publishing house

Not an editor was stirring, not even an intern’s mouse

All the contracts were done by the lawyers with care

In the hopes that poor writers would see them as fair

Then what to editors’ bleary eyes should appear

A miniature device holding a million books — right here!

A nerdy bald-headed man so bright and deft

I knew in a moment it must be Saint Jeff

And more rapid than paper, his device produced

Chaucer and Grisham and Patterson and Proust

And so on to the homes the orders soon flew

With packages full of Kindles and gift cards, too

Into the writer’s lives the Kindle came with a bound

It was dressed in opportunity and the future was sound

It turned not a page but there was no doubt it would stay

And filled all the bank accounts with a seventy percent day

And laying his finger on the side of his eReader

Then giving a tap onto the Internet Jeff loss-leadered

But I heard him Tweet as he dissolved out of sight

“Merry Christmas to all authors and to all authors — just write!”