Welcome back to Weekend Writing Warriors and Snippet Sunday, weekly Sunday hops where writers share 8–10 sentences from a book or WIP. The rules have now been relaxed to allow a few more sentences if merited, so long as they’re clearly indicated, to avoid the creative punctuation many of us have used to stay within the limit.
This year, my Christmas-themed excerpts are coming from the currently-numbered ninth book of my Saga of the Sewards series (originally called Maxwell House, then renamed Max’s House), set during December 1943. I’ve done almost zero editing on any of these books since I converted their obsolete file formats, so any edits made will be as I’m preparing these posts.
Elaine is very excited to discover her new boyfriend Roger is playing Santa at a local department store. Her relationship with Roger is supposed to be secret, since Roger is also unhappily engaged to Elaine’s maid Marianne, whom he doesn’t love. However, Elaine and Roger haven’t exactly been very discreet about their affair, and have been caught by several people already.
Elaine decided to go shopping while they were waiting for their orders and discovered Roger had gotten a job playing Santa. She ran over, jumped the line, bounced onto his lap, and slid her hands onto his back.
“I think you need to put me on your naughty list, Santa. I’ve done bad things lately, like having an affair with my maid’s fiancé.”
“Elaine, are you insane! What if Marianne is going Christmas shopping and sees me! She knows I’m here!”
“I’m going to be your elf assistant, Marathon Man,” she said in a deep growl, trying her best to sound sexy. “And now you can take a break and excuse yourself to talk to me about how I can remedy my position of being on the naughty list.”
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A huge line had formed by the time one of the elves came over to see what was going on.
The ten lines end here. A few more follow to finish the scene.
“Santa disappeared with some girl!” a little boy said. “That girl was too old to sit on Santa’s lap!”
The elf looked into the room where the North Pole props were kept and saw clothes and the Santa suit strewn everywhere. Roger and Elaine were having sexual relations in a sleigh.
“You’re fired, Wilkes! As soon as you get your clothes back on, turn in your Santa suit and collect the two dollars you’ve earned during your first and last day of this job.”
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Not being discreet is a generous way of putting it. That’s got to be the first time Santa got fired by one of his own elves. 🙂
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Wow! That was certainly bold…and incredibly stupid of them to think no one would notice Santa’s absence. Well, they’ll have plenty of time to fool around now he doesn’t have a job any more! Very exciting snippet!
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O_O those two aren’t very discreet or very smart, are they? Interesting excerpt for sure! Sorry to be so late in commenting this week!
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There’s indiscreet… and then there’s just plain careless. I’m surprised that he’s getting his $2.
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