Happy Thanksgiving to all our U.S. group Members.

I wanted to announce that Lanaia and I have collaborated on a new CD which will
be on sale very soon!

The CD is titled :  "The Moon Drenched in Blood - Volume One"

Written by Lady Lanaia Lee of the Lair. Read by me (Victor Roscetti) but using
the name Viktor Aurelius - Since this is a commercial CD which will be on
Amazon, websites and being advertised on the Haunted Voices Radio Network (of
which I am working on the Radio Commercial). I could not use the Nightcrawler or
LaCroix's name as my "Character". But remarkably I still sound exactly the same!
LOL

Here is the CD Commercial and ad copy:


Lady Lanaia Lee presents "The Moon Drenched in Blood – Volume One" Audio CD

Twenty of Lady Lanaia Lee's hauntingly dark poems are read by Viktor Aurelius,
whose equally haunting voice compliments the imagery of Lanaia's chilling words.
Ghosts, ancient gods, historical events and people, even the 2012 Doomsday
Prophecy are some the subjects brought to life within this audio masterpiece.
Listen and be transported into another world by the deep, breathy tones of this
Vampire's voice.   74 minutes    $15.00


I've even put the CD cover graphics on the Yahoo Group in the Photos section for
you to have a preview!

Thank you,

Victor Roscetti, Moderator and Voice

If you are going to enter the contest you must send your entry BEFORE November
26th.

http://tv.groups.yahoo.com/group/LaCroixPoems/polls

Click the above link and vote. You can only vote for one Entry. Your identity is
NOT given and you can change your vote at any time until the poll closes on
December 3rd - giving you a week to cast your final vote.

I need for everyone who reads this message to PLEASE vote. This is VERY
important.

If you haven't read the Entries for the contest they are here:

http://tv.groups.yahoo.com/group/LaCroixPoems/files/Christmas%20Contest%20Entrie\
s/

Please Vote!!!!!

Victor Roscetti, Moderator and Voice

Enter your vote today!  A new poll has been created for the
LaCroixPoems group:

Please choose your favorite Holiday Story/Poem. You can only vote once. Your
identity will NOT be shown. Voting begins on November 26, 2009  and ends 
December 3, 2009.

   o My Christmas Wish  -  by Amanda Shreve
   o Christmas My Way  -  by Lanaia Lee
   o Dark Christmas  -  by Donna Marie


To vote, please visit the following web page:
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/LaCroixPoems/surveys?id=12965097

Note: Please do not reply to this message. Poll votes are
not collected via email. To vote, you must go to the Yahoo! Groups
web site listed above.

Thanks!

Vic,
I hope that Nigel has a wonderful birthday!!  :-)
~Donna

-------Original Message-------

From: dragonslair_08060
Date: 11/21/2009 4:35:06 PM
To: LaCroixPoems@yahoogroups.com
Subject: [LaCroixPoems] Only a few days left until the contest ends!! &
Happy Birthday Nigel Bennett

Nigel Bennett - (Uncle, LaCroix, the Nightcrawler!) just celebrated his 60th
birthday!!!  Just thought I'd let the group know if you didn't know already!

Please enter the Holiday Story contest. You have until Thanksgiving - this
coming Thursday the 26th!!!!

I will start the voting for the winner soon after that.

Victor Roscetti, Voice and Moderator



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Nigel Bennett - (Uncle, LaCroix, the Nightcrawler!) just celebrated his 60th
birthday!!!  Just thought I'd let the group know if you didn't know already!

Please enter the Holiday Story contest. You have until Thanksgiving - this
coming Thursday the 26th!!!!

I will start the voting for the winner soon after that.

Victor Roscetti, Voice and Moderator

Thank you very much!!
I am so happy that you enjoyed it. :-)
~Donna

-------Original Message-------

From: Victor Roscetti
Date: 11/15/2009 11:01:49 PM
To: LaCroixPoems@yahoogroups.com
Subject: Re: [LaCroixPoems] DARK CHRISTMAS , CHRISTMAS CONTEST, by Donna

I was away for the weekend and just got home. I just read your beautiful
story! I think it is wonderful!!!!

You have yet again captured LaCroix's essence completely in your
writings!!!!

Thank you, Bravo,

Victor Roscetti, Moderator and Voice

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--- On Sat, 11/14/09, Donna Marie <Donamarie30@...> wrote:

From: Donna Marie <Donamarie30@...>
Subject: [LaCroixPoems] DARK CHRISTMAS , CHRISTMAS CONTEST, by Donna
To: LaCroixPoems@yahoogroups.com
Date: Saturday, November 14, 2009, 9:04 AM

















       DARK  CHRISTMAS

By Donna Marie



Characters:

LaCroix

ghost of Natalie

Divia & Fleur





Lucien LaCroix, looks through the window, of his front room,

this night in mid December.



The place, is Toronto, Canada, the time, is the present.



The snow is falling silently upon a street, where carolers sing

their melodies of the season. They wear Victorian costumes.



Earlier this night, LaCroix roamed the streets, searching for

a victim, to sustain his blood lust.

However, twice he attempted to do the grisly deed, but was

met with a quite cheerful woman, dressed in red and green.

She wished him a "Merry Christmas", and told him, You look

ill. I wish you better health in the coming year."



He let her pass, as he looked at her, in wonder.



He also, met a man, he deemed ripe for the kill. He was small.

aging, with a limp as he walked.



LaCroix new he would be a good target, but as the man turned

the corner of the street, they were met with the carolers-

singing loud and joyously.



"Oh, do stay and listen to the holiday music, won't you?" he

invited. He could not see, the pale face and menacing gaze, in

the shadows.



"Curses!" he said aloud, as the man took his place with the

chorus.



"What a vile season this is! Am I to perish before it is over?"

he says to himself.



He turned the corner, and flew back to his dwelling.



He quickly drew the drapes, to escape the merriment and

holiday lights from the street.



"What is a vampire to do? Am I to slay each and every

mortal, to end this misery?" he bellows, to no one.



His eyes ached-even burned from the endless colorful

lights, he was forced to look upon.



The sounds of the ringing bell, for the poor, were now

magnified in his own ears.



"This madness must end!" he bellows, yet again.



He retreats, for slumber, and piece of mind, at dawn.

The carolers have retired, and Christmas trees are now dark.



The snow continues to fall.



His resting place, is in the very bowels of his house-deep and

dark.  Not a sliver of daylight, enters this room. This room,

filled with scattered cobwebs and crawling spiders..even a

few rats, also inhabit this old Victorian house.



He closes his eyes, now devoid of the sights and sounds of

Christmas, and quickly slips into a dream.



~~~~~~



He sees himself, sitting in a chair, smiling. He is a mortal

man. Sitting on his knee, is a young girl, of eight.

She is Divia, his precious daughter.



It is Christmas. Delicious aromas fill the holiday air, spices

of every kind. There are hundreds of candles, ablaze, and

there is joyful music.



"Do you remember?" a female voice, echoes through the air-

yet no one is seen.



Suddenly, the scene shifts to yet another.

He sees himself, embracing his precious flower, Fleur, and

they kiss, beneath the mistletoe.



"I shall always love you, " she says, caressing his cheek.

"And I, shall love you eternally," he replies, smiling.

Both their hearts, glow red, as they beat.



He sees this, and is overcome with emotion, turning away.



"Father! Father!!" a small voice cries out, in the dream.



"Divia!!" he shouts, as he awakens.



"Do you remember?" the voice asks again. "Do you

remember the love, and joy?"



"Indeed, I do. But, what hellish alchemy is this?! Do you

enjoy torturing me? Step out, where I can see you!"



She steps from the shadows, dressed in a long white gown.

She is Natalie-Nicholas' Natalie.



"You?! Why are you here?"



"Because it is the season, and you have forgotten."



"Do you think, that a vampire should remember such an event?"

"What good, would it do, to remember? All it can do, is torture

my soul. I am beyond redemption_beyond hope. I have quite

forgotten Christmas!"



"It is my task, to help you to remember this day."



"But why? WHY do you wish to help me?"



"Because you love Nick, and because it is Christmas."

"Hold out your hands," she instructs. Into each palm, she

puts a golden locket, belonging to Divia. Into the other, she

puts a silver hair comb, belonging to Fleur.







"But how-where did you get these things?" he asks, in

wonder. "What form, of trickery is this?!  "You are even

more cruel than I, if you think that I can believe you!"



"Turn around, she instructs, they are standing right behind you."

"They can be with you, from Christmas until New Years."



LaCroix turns around, slowly.  "I see nothing!" he roars.



"You must believe, in order to see them."



"Again, you lie and deceive me, spirit! I do not believe!"

"I will NOT believe in it! YOU, are the epitomy of evil,

to tell me these things! Be gone from my sight!" he orders.



He suddenly hears a carol, "Silent Night", as he looks from

the window, and out to the snowy street.



The ghost of Natalie, begins to flicker, and then fades away.



Through the snow, and under a street light, he can now see,

his daughter Divia and his lover, Fleur.



"I can see them, spirit! I DO believe!!"



"Spirit of Natalie, hear me! Come back. Come back!"

"Don't leave me wretched, and alone..not now!" he cries out,

in the darkness.



"Nicholas, can you find her?" he pleads, for the very first time.



Nicholas, does not answer him.



~~~~~~~~~



Lacroix locks himself away. from the season, and the world, as

his pleads for mercy, are not heard. He is in the deepest,

darkness, until the season is over.



He does not rise, in the darkness, it is his, long, endless night,

as he mourns his loss, again.



To others, it will be a white Christmas, but for LaCroix, it shall be.

a dark Christmas.



Maybe next year, he shall trust enough..to believe.



The End..









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I was away for the weekend and just got home. I just read your beautiful story!
I think it is wonderful!!!!

You have yet again captured LaCroix's essence completely in your writings!!!! 

Thank you, Bravo,

Victor Roscetti, Moderator and Voice

----------------------------------------------




--- On Sat, 11/14/09, Donna Marie <Donamarie30@...> wrote:

From: Donna Marie <Donamarie30@...>
Subject: [LaCroixPoems] DARK CHRISTMAS , CHRISTMAS CONTEST, by Donna
To: LaCroixPoems@yahoogroups.com
Date: Saturday, November 14, 2009, 9:04 AM







 









       DARK  CHRISTMAS

By Donna Marie



Characters:

LaCroix

ghost of Natalie

Divia & Fleur





Lucien LaCroix, looks through the window, of his front room,

this night in mid December.



The place, is Toronto, Canada, the time, is the present.



The snow is falling silently upon a street, where carolers sing

their melodies of the season. They wear Victorian costumes.



Earlier this night, LaCroix roamed the streets, searching for

a victim, to sustain his blood lust.

However, twice he attempted to do the grisly deed, but was

met with a quite cheerful woman, dressed in red and green.

She wished him a "Merry Christmas", and told him, You look

ill. I wish you better health in the coming year."



He let her pass, as he looked at her, in wonder.



He also, met a man, he deemed ripe for the kill. He was small.

aging, with a limp as he walked.



LaCroix new he would be a good target, but as the man turned

the corner of the street, they were met with the carolers-

singing loud and joyously.



"Oh, do stay and listen to the holiday music, won't you?" he

invited. He could not see, the pale face and menacing gaze, in

the shadows.



"Curses!" he said aloud, as the man took his place with the

chorus.



"What a vile season this is! Am I to perish before it is over?"

he says to himself.



He turned the corner, and flew back to his dwelling.



He quickly drew the drapes, to escape the merriment and

holiday lights from the street.



"What is a vampire to do? Am I to slay each and every

mortal, to end this misery?" he bellows, to no one.



His eyes ached-even burned from the endless colorful

lights, he was forced to look upon.



The sounds of the ringing bell, for the poor, were now

magnified in his own ears.



"This madness must end!" he bellows, yet again.



He retreats, for slumber, and piece of mind, at dawn.

The carolers have retired, and Christmas trees are now dark.



The snow continues to fall.



His resting place, is in the very bowels of his house-deep and

dark.  Not a sliver of daylight, enters this room. This room,

filled with scattered cobwebs and crawling spiders..even a

few rats, also inhabit this old Victorian house.



He closes his eyes, now devoid of the sights and sounds of

Christmas, and quickly slips into a dream.



~~~~~~



He sees himself, sitting in a chair, smiling. He is a mortal

man. Sitting on his knee, is a young girl, of eight.

She is Divia, his precious daughter.



It is Christmas. Delicious aromas fill the holiday air, spices

of every kind. There are hundreds of candles, ablaze, and

there is joyful music.



"Do you remember?" a female voice, echoes through the air-

yet no one is seen.



Suddenly, the scene shifts to yet another.

He sees himself, embracing his precious flower, Fleur, and

they kiss, beneath the mistletoe.



"I shall always love you, " she says, caressing his cheek.

"And I, shall love you eternally," he replies, smiling.

Both their hearts, glow red, as they beat.



He sees this, and is overcome with emotion, turning away.



"Father! Father!!" a small voice cries out, in the dream.



"Divia!!" he shouts, as he awakens.



"Do you remember?" the voice asks again. "Do you

remember the love, and joy?"



"Indeed, I do. But, what hellish alchemy is this?! Do you

enjoy torturing me? Step out, where I can see you!"



She steps from the shadows, dressed in a long white gown.

She is Natalie-Nicholas' Natalie.



"You?! Why are you here?"



"Because it is the season, and you have forgotten."



"Do you think, that a vampire should remember such an event?"

"What good, would it do, to remember? All it can do, is torture

my soul. I am beyond redemption_beyond hope. I have quite

forgotten Christmas!"



"It is my task, to help you to remember this day."



"But why? WHY do you wish to help me?"



"Because you love Nick, and because it is Christmas."

"Hold out your hands," she instructs. Into each palm, she

puts a golden locket, belonging to Divia. Into the other, she

puts a silver hair comb, belonging to Fleur.







"But how-where did you get these things?" he asks, in

wonder. "What form, of trickery is this?!  "You are even

more cruel than I, if you think that I can believe you!"



"Turn around, she instructs, they are standing right behind you."

"They can be with you, from Christmas until New Years."



LaCroix turns around, slowly.  "I see nothing!" he roars.



"You must believe, in order to see them."



"Again, you lie and deceive me, spirit! I do not believe!"

"I will NOT believe in it! YOU, are the epitomy of evil,

to tell me these things! Be gone from my sight!" he orders.



He suddenly hears a carol, "Silent Night", as he looks from

the window, and out to the snowy street.



The ghost of Natalie, begins to flicker, and then fades away.



Through the snow, and under a street light, he can now see,

his daughter Divia and his lover, Fleur.



"I can see them, spirit! I DO believe!!"



"Spirit of Natalie, hear me! Come back. Come back!"

"Don't leave me wretched, and alone..not now!" he cries out,

in the darkness.



"Nicholas, can you find her?" he pleads, for the very first time.



Nicholas, does not answer him.



~~~~~~~~~



Lacroix locks himself away. from the season, and the world, as

his pleads for mercy, are not heard. He is in the deepest,

darkness, until the season is over.



He does not rise, in the darkness, it is his, long, endless night,

as he mourns his loss, again.



To others, it will be a white Christmas, but for LaCroix, it shall be.

a dark Christmas.



Maybe next year, he shall trust enough..to believe.



The End..









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Thank you very much! :-)
What is this group? I've not heard of it before.
Sounds intriguing! <g>
~Donna
-------Original Message-------

From: fkforever
Date: 11/15/2009 10:52:02 PM
To: LaCroixPoems@yahoogroups.com
Subject: [LaCroixPoems] DARK CHRISTMAS

>
> 1. DARK CHRISTMAS , CHRISTMAS CONTEST, by Donna
>
>     From: Donna Marie
>

This is Wonderful Donna... you really should post it on the Main FKFanfic
List.

Desiree





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>
> 1. DARK CHRISTMAS , CHRISTMAS CONTEST, by Donna 
>  
>     From: Donna Marie
>

This is Wonderful Donna... you really should post it on the Main FKFanfic List.

Desiree

DARK  CHRISTMAS
By Donna Marie

Characters:
LaCroix
ghost of Natalie
Divia & Fleur


Lucien LaCroix, looks through the window, of his front room,
this night in mid December.

The place, is Toronto, Canada, the time, is the present.

The snow is falling silently upon a street, where carolers sing
their melodies of the season. They wear Victorian costumes.

Earlier this night, LaCroix roamed the streets, searching for
a victim, to sustain his blood lust.
However, twice he attempted to do the grisly deed, but was
met with a quite cheerful woman, dressed in red and green.
She wished him a "Merry Christmas", and told him, You look
ill. I wish you better health in the coming year."

He let her pass, as he looked at her, in wonder.

He also, met a man, he deemed ripe for the kill. He was small.
aging, with a limp as he walked.

LaCroix new he would be a good target, but as the man turned
the corner of the street, they were met with the carolers-
singing loud and joyously.

"Oh, do stay and listen to the holiday music, won't you?" he
invited. He could not see, the pale face and menacing gaze, in
the shadows.

"Curses!" he said aloud, as the man took his place with the
chorus.

"What a vile season this is! Am I to perish before it is over?"
he says to himself.

He turned the corner, and flew back to his dwelling.

He quickly drew the drapes, to escape the merriment and
holiday lights from the street.

"What is a vampire to do? Am I to slay each and every
mortal, to end this misery?" he bellows, to no one.

His eyes ached-even burned from the endless colorful
lights, he was forced to look upon.

The sounds of the ringing bell, for the poor, were now
magnified in his own ears.

"This madness must end!" he bellows, yet again.

He retreats, for slumber, and piece of mind, at dawn.
The carolers have retired, and Christmas trees are now dark.

The snow continues to fall.

His resting place, is in the very bowels of his house-deep and
dark.  Not a sliver of daylight, enters this room. This room,
filled with scattered cobwebs and crawling spiders..even a
few rats, also inhabit this old Victorian house.

He closes his eyes, now devoid of the sights and sounds of
Christmas, and quickly slips into a dream.

~~~~~~

He sees himself, sitting in a chair, smiling. He is a mortal
man. Sitting on his knee, is a young girl, of eight.
She is Divia, his precious daughter.

It is Christmas. Delicious aromas fill the holiday air, spices
of every kind. There are hundreds of candles, ablaze, and
there is joyful music.

"Do you remember?" a female voice, echoes through the air-
yet no one is seen.

Suddenly, the scene shifts to yet another.
He sees himself, embracing his precious flower, Fleur, and
they kiss, beneath the mistletoe.

"I shall always love you, " she says, caressing his cheek.
"And I, shall love you eternally," he replies, smiling.
Both their hearts, glow red, as they beat.

He sees this, and is overcome with emotion, turning away.

"Father! Father!!" a small voice cries out, in the dream.

"Divia!!" he shouts, as he awakens.

"Do you remember?" the voice asks again. "Do you
remember the love, and joy?"

"Indeed, I do. But, what hellish alchemy is this?! Do you
enjoy torturing me? Step out, where I can see you!"

She steps from the shadows, dressed in a long white gown.
She is Natalie-Nicholas' Natalie.

"You?! Why are you here?"

"Because it is the season, and you have forgotten."

"Do you think, that a vampire should remember such an event?"
"What good, would it do, to remember? All it can do, is torture
my soul. I am beyond redemption_beyond hope. I have quite
forgotten Christmas!"

"It is my task, to help you to remember this day."

"But why? WHY do you wish to help me?"

"Because you love Nick, and because it is Christmas."
"Hold out your hands," she instructs. Into each palm, she
puts a golden locket, belonging to Divia. Into the other, she
puts a silver hair comb, belonging to Fleur.



"But how-where did you get these things?" he asks, in
wonder. "What form, of trickery is this?!  "You are even
more cruel than I, if you think that I can believe you!"

"Turn around, she instructs, they are standing right behind you."
"They can be with you, from Christmas until New Years."

LaCroix turns around, slowly.  "I see nothing!" he roars.

"You must believe, in order to see them."

"Again, you lie and deceive me, spirit! I do not believe!"
"I will NOT believe in it! YOU, are the epitomy of evil,
to tell me these things! Be gone from my sight!" he orders.

He suddenly hears a carol, "Silent Night", as he looks from
the window, and out to the snowy street.

The ghost of Natalie, begins to flicker, and then fades away.

Through the snow, and under a street light, he can now see,
his daughter Divia and his lover, Fleur.

"I can see them, spirit! I DO believe!!"

"Spirit of Natalie, hear me! Come back. Come back!"
"Don't leave me wretched, and alone..not now!" he cries out,
in the darkness.

"Nicholas, can you find her?" he pleads, for the very first time.

Nicholas, does not answer him.

~~~~~~~~~

Lacroix locks himself away. from the season, and the world, as
his pleads for mercy, are not heard. He is in the deepest,
darkness, until the season is over.

He does not rise, in the darkness, it is his, long, endless night,
as he mourns his loss, again.

To others, it will be a white Christmas, but for LaCroix, it shall be.
a dark Christmas.

Maybe next year, he shall trust enough..to believe.

The End..




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I've had worse ones! LOL - this one was just extremely tiring for me. I slept
through most of it so I guess there weren't too many things that could go wrong!
LOL!

I am hoping and planning for the 14th & 15th to be MUCH better!  hee hee!

Victor - Moderator and Voice



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--- On Fri, 11/13/09, Donna Marie <Donamarie30@...> wrote:

From: Donna Marie <Donamarie30@...>
Subject: Re: [LaCroixPoems] Friday the Thirteenth
To: LaCroixPoems@yahoogroups.com
Date: Friday, November 13, 2009, 9:47 PM







 









       Hi Vic,

Thank you for sharing these writings again.

You've done a fantastic job with these!! ;-)

Hope your Friday the 13th, was a good one.



~Donna Marie



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From: dragonslair_ 08060

Date: 11/13/2009 1:06:04 AM

To: LaCroixPoems@ yahoogroups. com

Subject: [LaCroixPoems] Friday the Thirteenth



Dear group members, it's Friday the Thirteenth yet again.



Remember that there are two messages on the Radio Station:



"Templer - in Honor of the Origins of Friday the Thirteenth" by Lanaia Lee



And "Friday the Thirteenth (Again)" by Donna-Marie



Here is the Radio Station link:



http://www.dragons- lair-studios. com/cerk_ radio.htm





Please take a few minutes and listen to them again





Victor Roscetti, Moderator and Voice







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Hi Vic,
Thank you for sharing these writings again.
You've done a fantastic job with these!! ;-)
Hope your Friday the 13th, was a good one.

~Donna Marie

-------Original Message-------

From: dragonslair_08060
Date: 11/13/2009 1:06:04 AM
To: LaCroixPoems@yahoogroups.com
Subject: [LaCroixPoems] Friday the Thirteenth

Dear group members, it's Friday the Thirteenth yet again.

Remember that there are two messages on the Radio Station:

"Templer - in Honor of the Origins of Friday the Thirteenth" by Lanaia Lee

And "Friday the Thirteenth (Again)" by Donna-Marie

Here is the Radio Station link:

http://www.dragons-lair-studios.com/cerk_radio.htm


Please take a few minutes and listen to them again


Victor Roscetti, Moderator and Voice



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Dear group members, it's Friday the Thirteenth yet again.

Remember that there are two messages on the Radio Station:

"Templer - in Honor of the Origins of Friday the Thirteenth" by Lanaia Lee

And "Friday the Thirteenth (Again)" by Donna-Marie

Here is the Radio Station link:

http://www.dragons-lair-studios.com/cerk_radio.htm


Please take a few minutes and listen to them again


Victor Roscetti, Moderator and Voice

I will be posting my Christmas story, very soon.


-------Original Message-------

From: dragonslair_08060
Date: 11/09/09 20:25:37
To: LaCroixPoems@yahoogroups.com
Subject: [LaCroixPoems] The Christmas contest - Second notice - IMPORTANT -
please read

I just want to send out a second reminder to the group about the Contest.
There is still time to enter! I would love to see a few more entries!

Remember the prize will be a one-of-a-kind personalized "Blood-Red" Holiday
Ornament - a personal digital message will be record by me as LaCroix/the
Nightcrawler and his picture will be on the ornament too!


Here is the info on it again:

Before Thanksgiving (November 26) I would like a story written about the
meaning of Christmas (Winter Solstice, Hanukkah, etc.) and the lesson can be
good, bad or otherwise. It can be "LaCroix/the Nightcrawler" learning a
lesson or even a general "Scrooge / It's a Wonderful Life / etc" based story
  Let your creativity flow. Please only one submission per Author.

Between November 27th and December 1st I want our group to vote on the
winner. I will post a "Poll" on our Yahoo group for votes to be cast. PLEASE
vote.

Please send in your entries as soon as you can!!!! I would love to see some
of our silent members join too because I will record the entries for the
Radio Station.

Just post your entry here as you would a message. I will then put it in a
file for everyone to read. Visit the Yahoo group and go to "Files" and open
Christmas Contest Entries" - or you can use this link:

http://tv.groups.yahoo
com/group/LaCroixPoems/files/Christmas%20Contest%20Entries/

- There you can read all the entries.


Thank you,

Victor Roscetti (Voice and Moderator)




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I just want to send out a second reminder to the group about the Contest. There
is still time to enter! I would love to see a few more entries!

Remember the prize will be a one-of-a-kind personalized "Blood-Red" Holiday
Ornament - a personal digital message will be record by me as LaCroix/the
Nightcrawler and his picture will be on the ornament too!


Here is the info on it again:

Before Thanksgiving (November 26) I would like a story written about the meaning
of Christmas (Winter Solstice, Hanukkah, etc.) and the lesson can be good, bad
or otherwise. It can be "LaCroix/the Nightcrawler" learning a lesson or even a
general "Scrooge / It's a Wonderful Life / etc" based story. Let your creativity
flow. Please only one submission per Author.

Between November 27th and December 1st I want our group to vote on the winner. I
will post a "Poll" on our Yahoo group for votes to be cast. PLEASE vote.

Please send in your entries as soon as you can!!!! I would love to see some of
our silent members join too because I will record the entries for the Radio
Station.

Just post your entry here as you would a message. I will then put it in a file
for everyone to read. Visit the Yahoo group and go to "Files" and open
"Christmas Contest Entries" - or you can use this link:

http://tv.groups.yahoo.com/group/LaCroixPoems/files/Christmas%20Contest%20Entrie\
s/

- There you can read all the entries.


Thank you,

Victor Roscetti (Voice and Moderator)

thank you Donna

Chat with me at: http://lanaia74.chatango.com

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--- On Tue, 11/3/09, Donna Marie <Donamarie30@...> wrote:


From: Donna Marie <Donamarie30@...>
Subject: [LaCroixPoems] Re: Lanaia's "Christmas, My Way" - Contest Entry
To: LaCroixPoems@yahoogroups.com
Date: Tuesday, November 3, 2009, 9:33 PM


 



This is very heartfelt and touching, and brought a tear to my eyes, as I read.
Thank you for writing, and sharing this.
Yes, excellent!!
~Donna Marie

--- In LaCroixPoems@ yahoogroups. com, Victor Roscetti <dragonslair_ 08060@... >
wrote:
>
> Wow!!!!! That was so good! Excellent work!
>
> Our second entry to the contest is fantastic too!!!!
>
> I hope to see a lot more!!!!
>
> Please start writing - you have plenty of time to enter!
>
> I created a special folder for all the entries to be placed. I will put them
in there for all to read. I want the group to vote on these when I start the
polling in a couple weeks. Make sure to vote!
>
>
> Victor Roscetti, Voice and Moderator
>



















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