Size: 4.00 x 7.00 in
Rollo is the overworked, stressed-out Head Elf at the North Pole. As he prepares for Christmas Eve, he has to deal with toys that look like they're having sex, terrorist reindeer, and worst of all, the sudden death of Santa Claus. Rollo has to save Christmas after he finds out that Santa is not just dead -- he is undead.
'Twas the Night is a novella of approximately 35,000 words. It is a satire and contains adult language and themes.
It wasn’t a fit night out for man or elf. But then it never is up here, where it gets so cold that even Frosty would freeze his snowballs off. The view from my office window was just darkness. Driving snow rattled against the pane, and the wind howled like a six year old who got nothing but socks for Christmas.
When I first got here I thought the view was spectacular. In the sunny season the fantastic ice formations and the reflections of sunlight through them are something to see. But it never changes, and after a few hundred years anything can become boring. I shook my head and sighed. I was a long way from the woodlands of my youth, where I had nothing on my mind but frolicking and scaring the occasional woodcutter.READ MORE
I shouldn’t have been staring out the window and thinking about times long gone. It was the busy season, and there was a lot of work to do. So I took a sip of coffee and turned back to the computer screen. There was a problem in inventory. A whole truckload of talking Barbies were missing. They had to be in the complex somewhere, but nobody could find them.COLLAPSE