November 26, 2010 by jessperriam
So Christmas is nearly upon us.
The shopping centres are playing their tinny version of The Little Drummer Boy, their overly sexualised version of Santa Baby and their exuberantly festive version of Feliz Navidad. It must be true.
Somehow that means there’s some kind of switch that should flick me into retail overload, buying copious presents for friends, family and wellwishers.
But that switch is broken, I feel no real need to put money through cash registers, much to the dismay of the retail sector.
Instead I’m going to write a letter a day to a person of my choosing, each day of the month.
It will be a long letter, it will be riveting and captivating. It will be a moment or five from me to you. You’ll keep it and remember it for longer than it will take for you to say, “What did you get me last Christmas? Oh hang on, you didn’t.”
Slight problem, there are more days in December than there are addresses in my notebook.
If you received a postcard from me from an exotic location such as the Faroe Islands, Albania or… somewhere else, never fear – I have your address.
If you have never received anything from me in the post ever, but would like to, the comment box is below, your address won’t be posted and you’ll be pleased to know my handwriting is legible.
I would really like to write a letter to someone I don’t know so well. The criteria for being ‘someone Jess doesn’t know so well’ is that you must never have shared a caffeinated and/or alcoholic beverage with me. I’m not sure what I’ll write in that letter, I’ll make it up on the day.
So please, help me say no to consumer Christmas and yes to mildly legible handwritten Christmas letters of goodwill!
Postscript: If you don’t trust my (moderated) comments box to leave your address in, please email me.