Christmas crept into Pine Cove like a creeping Christmas
thing: dragging garland, ribbon, and sleigh bells, oozing
eggnog, reeking of pine, and threatening festive doom like
a cold sore under the mistletoe.
'Twas the night (okay, more like the week) before
Christmas, and all through the tiny community of Pine Cove,
California, people are busy buying, wrapping, packing, and
generally getting into the holiday spirit. It is the hap-
hap-happiest time of the year, after all.
But not everybody is feeling the joy. Little Joshua Barker
is in desperate need of a holiday miracle. No, he's not on
his deathbed; no, his dog hasn't run away from home. But
Josh is sure that he saw Santa take a shovel to the head,
and now the seven-year-old has only one prayer: Please,
Santa, come back from the dead.
But hold on! There's an angel waiting in the wings. (Wings,
get it?) It's none other than the Archangel Raziel come to
Earth seeking a small child with a wish that needs
granting. Unfortunately, our angel's not sporting the
brightest halo in the bunch, and before you can say "Kris
Kringle," he's botched his sacred mission and sent the
residents of Pine Cove headlong into Christmas chaos,
culminating in the most hilarious and horrifying holiday
party the town has ever seen.
Only Christopher Moore, the man who brought you the
outrageous lost gospel Lamb and the hysterical fish tale
Fluke could have devised a new holiday classic that tugs at
the heartstrings and serves up a healthy slice of fruitcake
Move over, Charles Dickens -- it's Christopher Moore time.