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"A Power Christmas Special" free for you on iBooks (and here in a PDF)





Merry Christmas everyone! My gift to you and your family is A Power Christmas Special (6-10 year-olds especially), illustrated by Marc Mongeau--where Mimi and her family find all the chaos the season has to offer. Broken gingerbread, the TV log fireplace, a Wise Man behind the wheel, elves with their own trading cards and a very hungry Santa Claus...

It's free to download from the iBooks store right here:

If you don't have an iPad, you can link to the PDF version from here. Go ahead, give it a try!

I hope you enjoy it. It was fun to write. I think I figured out about half the story standing in a two-hour line-up to get a balloon poodle made at a Santa's Breakfast two years ago. Anyway, you can let me know what you think anytime at victorianunuk "at" telus "dot" net or on twitter @victorianunuk

Merry Christmas, and remember, "It's not what Santa can do for you..."

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