My favourite thing about Giftmas is the presents. I like giving them, and I love getting them. For me, it’s all about the loot. And sharing. Something in there about sharing, too.

To celebrate the holidays, I’ve decided to share…linkage! Delicious linkage filled with Giftmas, Christmas and atheistic capitalist rants of joy!

To open, I present you with my favourite Christmas song: “Fairytale of New York”, by the Pogues.

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The Guardian‘s Benedicte Page reports that “Writers ‘at greater risk of depression’, survey finds“:

Irregular pay and isolation contribute to the propensity for writers to succumb to depression, says the site, with nearly 7% of male artists and writers likely to suffer a major episode of the illness.

Though Gwyneth Lewis disagrees that suffering for one’s art is worthwhile. She says, “You have to be well. If you’re properly clinically depressed, you can’t think about rhyme.” I suppose she’s got a point. Avoid these blogs.

In other news, water is still wet and yes, it is possible to live without Facebook.

And hey, Snopes.com says the rate of suicides doesn’t go up during the winter holiday season. I know, I totally believed it too.

Even so, the pervasive myth may explain why I’ve only received one rejection letter in December. Either that or I’m about to ring in 2011 with a host of new publication credits?

(I love my job. I love my job. I love my job.)⁽¹⁾

Footnotes:

1. I really do. [↩]

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