Not A Novel Idea...Actually A Novel

For the past several years, I have been working on my two novels: "The Nine Realms" and "The Dawnhaven Manifesto", both works of sword-and-sorcery fantasy. I have finally gotten my entire outline for The Nine Realms done and on paper. Now to fill it in on my computer. As soon as it's done, I will attempt to get it published by some major publishing company and I will let you all know when. Wish me luck.

Holidays...ugh

In the spirit of the Thanksgiving entry, I have decided that many of the many holidays are their own deadly sin in celebration. Let's start at the beginning of the year.
Valentine's Day: Lust. This one is fairly obvious. This is the one day a year that every boyfriend, husband, sugar daddy, and hopeless romantic will shell out countless dollars for cutesy gifts of chocolate, flowers and whatnot in exchange for some sort of romantic/physical compensation. Nice work, jackasses.
St. Patrick's Day: Wrath. Not so obvious, the holiday itself is not particularly wrathful, but the side effects are. What is the number one thing people do under copious amounts of alcohol? Fight. Thanks Patty for giving us a day for everyone over 21 to be a jerk.
Fourth of July: Vanity. Independence Day is the 24-hour marathon of American vanity. We use this day as an excuse to be almost laughably big-headed about our nation, our rights, our stuff, and ourselves. It's all America, all the time, for a full day. Do us Americans really need one more day to be full of ourselves? No.
Labor Day: Sloth. The one holiday named rather ironically, Labor Day is the most laughable of US holidays, and one of the most guilty of its sin. It's called Labor Day. Celebration? Everyone takes a day off. We go out of our ways to do nothing at all. Wow.
Halloween: Greed. Self-explanatory, Halloween is that special time of year where we all suit up in ridiculous get-ups ranging from ball-shrinkingly terrifying to sickeningly cute to offensively revealing to so far over the top, it makes everything else look like Casual Friday. And why do we do this nonsense? Candy, and piles upon piles of it. We embarass ourselves for want of the sweet stuff. Nice to know even the best of us are not above debasing ourselves for a meager reward.
Thanksgiving: Gluttony. See 'Gobble Gobble Gobble'
Christmas: Envy. Now fast approaching, Christmas is when all of America stands up as one and bellows 'I WANT THAT!' in one thundering voice. It's capitalism at its finest, where we all want what someone else, or no one else, has. It's no longer even about religion anymore. Just stuff and money. If you ask me, this is the most American of holidays celebrated over here, more so than the 4th of July. This is what America is all about. Money and stuff.
In conclusion, despite the name, 'holy-days' are the most unholy of times. With that, I bid all of you Happy Holidays.