• Christmas Eve

    A Merry Christmas Eve

    Traditionally, I’ve always spent Christmas Eve night opening presents with my family. It sounds weird. Most families I’ve met open maybe one present on Christmas Eve night and open the rest Christmas morning. I suppose we just broke with tradition. I’m not entirely sure why it started. I have my assumptions but none of it really matters. It certainly wasn’t impatience, I’ll say that much. This year is different. For the first time in my life, I’ll be spending this day waiting and listening and enjoying the present while preparing for the next day. Not one gift will be opened. Not one stocking. The day will be devoted to waiting. While Advent teaches…

  • Free Short Stories

    Short Story – The Chess Elf

    The Chess Elf by Jason Ingolfsland All Rights Reserved. The fire roared inside the stone fireplace, dimly lighting the beautifully adorned den with two red chairs, a coffee table, and a thick and soft rug in the middle. An old brown piece of parchment paper stretched and coiled like a snake past the coffee table and underneath the red chair while a medium sized elf, dressed in a brown tunic and evergreen pants, read through a massive list of boys and girls begging Saint Nicholas for toys.