"Once upon a time there was a glass angel. She sat on top of a Christmas tree for a few weeks every year, but the rest of the time she lived in a box. She was not happy in the box. It was dark, dusty, and sometimes hot, but the worst part was that she had no name. A lot of other ornaments lived in the box, too. The other ornaments had no names, either, but they didn’t care."
And there you have the opening of my Christmas picture book. There are still three or four illustrations to finish and a little tweaking to the end of the text needed, plus formatting and cover design, but it's coming along quite nicely.