I’ve told a lot of stories over the past few months. Stories from childhood, the high school days, working on movies, and many more. Thought being that it’s July and all, I’d share a Christmas story for my friends that live in the southern hemisphere. Get you in the holiday spirit.
The story is called “The Chris Miss Eve.” It’s a story about a young boy’s uncontainable joy and anticipation for the most exciting day of the year. That most exciting day being Christmas of course.
I wrote and illustrated The Chris Miss Eve when I was just five years old. It’s the very first story that I’ve ever written. My mother saved the story after all these years. However, there was one page that was ripped and torn, so I took the liberty to revise the page a little. I hope you enjoy.
HA! Got you, you dimwit dingalings! Well, maybe some of you new ones anyway.
It is a sweet story though, and it really is a story that I wrote back when I was five. Too bad I made a mess of it with the revised page and all. Just thought it could use a little polish.
I’ve always enjoyed kids’ artwork and stories. The misspelling of words, the crazy disproportions, and the brilliant colors. I love how kids draw scribbly, crooked lines all over the place. Wild and free. And then, well, somewhere in life someone comes along and insists that you have to draw within the lines. They tell you that colors should be colored a certain way for it to look right. You can’t draw a person with purple skin and give them green hair for god’s sake! So this is the Dimwit’s twisted way of encouraging you to draw outside the lines, choose whatever colors you like best, and never mind what you’ve been told in life, unless what you’ve been told has been something wonderful.
Boi oh boi. Sorry to pull a fast one on you. Merry Chris Miss to all, and to all a goodnight.
The Dimwit Diary 
Have a Happy Halloween, Cowboy!
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This is awesome! (Well, the revised page is definitely ‘interesting’!) My “office” (that looks like a hurricane, twister, and typhoon hit) has tons of gems like this saved! That will be my winter project — to work through all of the pages and pages of writing jewels!
Loved this one!
Mother
Which page did you revise?
I revised the last one, because the words “The End” got ripped. ;)
Based on the title, I was half expecting a story and photos about a time you dressed in drag at a Christmas party.
Haha! That’s not unlike me. Maybe I’ll give it a go this Christmas. I look great in drag. I’ll even paint the nails and everything.
A Madman put the Twist ending for your little boi :D
Funny holiday surprise
Oh yeaaaaahhhhhh. I’d like to write a few children’s books someday, but I’d have a hard time resisting adding in pages like this. Maybe I’ll write children’s books for adults? That could be something. I hope you’re well Beth. Cheers.
I just peed.
It’s always a pleasure to hear from someone with exsertipe.
Ha!
That revised page made me laugh out loud. It explains why I haven’t gotten any Christmas presents in a while. My parents told me he “wasn’t real” but what they clearly meant was he “went to live on a farm upstate.” Your mom is awesome for having your childhood drawings hanging up in her office btw.
I found out Santa wasn’t real when my older brothers stole and hid all my gifts in the pantry one year. They left a note with clues to find the gifts. When I opened the pantry door, there was a cardboard cutout of a Santa Clause flipping me the bird. I cried. But hey, I opened my gifts later, and we had a great Christmas. Cheers!
Haha classic brother move!
Definitely time to draw outside the lines :) thank you once more for making me smile…
You’re welcome Alexandra :) I love the way you draw outside the lines. It’s been a while since I’ve been to your site, but I’ll be headed your way soon to catch up. I love your art!
That’s an astute answer to a tricky qutieson