Don’t you wish it could be Christmas every day? Have you decked the halls with boughs of holly and are you rockin’ around the Christmas tree, or perhaps you’re driving home for Christmas with jingle bells all the way, excited that Santa Claus is comin’ to town. This is no Fairytale of New York it’s a Proper Crimbo. How many more Christmas song titles can I work into this? Oh yes, here’s more of your favourite Transworld authors telling us:

All I want for Christmas is….

Simon Beckett

… “5000 words a day”

Jasper Kent

… “a rat. And happily, we’re getting two, though not actually for Christmas (the same rules apply for rats as for dogs and all other pets). But in the New Year we’re picking up two little baby girls who are the offspring of an abandoned, pregnant mother (male rat + female rat = many rats; it ain’t rocket science). We’re going to call them Dodo and Alecto. My girlfriend and I get to choose a name each, and my naming scheme is based on Doctor Who companions, hers on Greek goddesses. I’ll leave it to you and Google to work out which is which.”