How George the Cat Wrecked Christmas

by David Benjamin   George was accident prone. For example, the first time he met Jody’s mother, he boldly leapt into her lap. She was drinking tea at the time, but she only spilled a few drops because George, despite his tendency toward minor, forgivable mishaps, had a knack for soft landings.  Jody’s Mom, who…

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Yuletide blowback

by David Benjamin   “My road of good intentions/ Led where such roads always lead/ No good deed/ Goes unpunished … ” — Idina Menzel, from Wicked THE NORTH POLE — For a few days after Christmas Eve, Santa Claus is dead to the world, sleeping off his whirlwind journey, soothing the bruises from squeezing…

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Have yourself an analog Christmas

by David Benjamin “He sees you when you’re sleeping “And he knows when you’re awake. “He knows if you’ve been bad…” — J. Fred Coots & Haven Gillespie   NORTH POLE — Santa Claus punched his intercom for the fourth time, a moment of frustration that had reduced his jollity to the point of wiping…

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A Murray Christmas to All (Part 2)

by David Benjamin Author’s Note: In Part 1, as you might recall, Murray Lefkowitz, the drunk Santa banished from the Macy’s Thanksgiving Parade, applies for a sleigh-driving job with Kris Kringle, but has to assembly a team from his milieu — the down-and-out dregs of New York City. The sleigh squad Murray recruits includes a…

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A Murray Christmas to All (Part 1)

by David Benjamin Author’s Note: I’ve been writing Christmas stories — most of them the offbeat products of a hard-knock youth — since I was sixteen. Over the ensuing years, I’ve generated enough Benjie Christmas originals (and snatches of sliphorn verse) to constitute an entire anthology, which I plan to publish next year under the…

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Christmas: It’s not all shmaltz and treacle

by David Benjamin “If I could work my will, every idiot who goes about with ‘Merry Christmas’ on his lips should be boiled with his own pudding and buried with a stake of holly through his heart.” — Ebenezer Scrooge, A Christmas Carol MADISON, Wis. — As I was scrolling the channel guide last night,…

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The Fourth Ghost

by David Benjamin “So now Della’s beautiful hair fell about her, shining like a falling stream of brown water. It reached below her knee. It almost made itself into a dress for her.” — O. Henry, The Gift of the Magi   Ebeneezer Scrooge awoke in a daze from a fitful sleep. Rubbing his face…

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The skeptical shepherd

The skeptical shepherd by David Benjamin 1 A long time ago, on a cold winter’s night that was so deep, a certain poor shepherd was keeping his sheep and trying to catch forty winks. But it wasn’t easy. He was haunted, almost every time he nodded off, by visions he didn’t understand. The shepherd’s friends…

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“…Darkness is cheap, and Scrooge liked it…”

“…Darkness is cheap, and Scrooge liked it…” by David Benjamin “… If I could work my will,’ said Scrooge indignantly, ‘every idiot who goes about with “Merry Christmas” on his lips should be boiled with his own pudding, and buried with a stake of holly through his heart…’…” — Charles Dickens, A Christmas Carol PARIS…

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"No room at the inn"

“No room at the inn” by David Benjamin It was a bitterly cold winter afternoon, in a month that would someday be known as December, in the town of Bethlehem, when the weary newlyweds — a dewy maiden big with child and her grizzled sexagenarian spouse — limped into the little hamlet. The girl was…

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