I should start by saying that, in the interests of realism, I do my best to understand we are all an eclectic mix of writers, but I always find that I can never quite judge my holiday mood before I actually get there, so it's best to come prepared. (Speak of lost tongue... Words dance from our thoughts, grace the pages from which we write, light the eyes of those who read, only to drip deftly from the page.) Zepplin Prey