A Christmas Reflection on Writing as a Gift
A gift is an act of attention. It is a decision to notice another person closely enough to imagine what might matter to them, even when the offering itself is modest. In this sense, Christmas asks us to focus our gaze and pause long enough to see someone clearly.
Writers know this instinctively. A story, an essay, a poem is a form of offering shaped by care for an unseen reader. The writer pays attention to language, rhythm, and pacing as a way of honoring the reader’s time and intelligence. The work is given freely, with no guarantee of how it will be received. That vulnerability is part of the exchange.
Christmas clarifies this dynamic because it foregrounds our intentions. A gift chosen without care feels hollow. The same is true of writing produced without care. Readers sense when a piece has been rushed, padded, or written to meet a quota rather than to say something necessary. The most meaningful work, like the most meaningful gifts, carries the trace of something deliberate. Someone lingered here. Someone thought about this.
Author mentorship belongs squarely within this economy of attention. At its core, mentorship is an act of sustained noticing. A mentor reads closely, listens for what the writer is trying to do beneath what is currently on the page, and responds to that intention rather than imposing their own. This kind of engagement is increasingly rare in a culture that rewards speed, productivity, and broad advice delivered to the widest possible audience.
For many writers, especially those early in their practice, mentorship becomes the first time their work is truly seen. Not evaluated for market viability, not skimmed for surface polish, but engaged with as an expression of a mind at work. That experience can be transformative. It tells the writer that their attention is worth cultivating, that their instincts are worth refining rather than overriding. In this way, mentorship functions as a gift that continues to give long after a particular draft has been revised.
Christmas is an apt moment to reflect on generosity that does not immediately circle back to the self. An author mentor invests time, energy, and thought without knowing what the writer will eventually produce or become. There is no guaranteed outcome. The value lies in the act itself, in the commitment to another person’s growth. That stance mirrors the best literary traditions, which treat writing as a form of service rather than self-promotion.
Writing requires noticing patterns of feeling, gesture, memory, and speech that others might overlook. When a writer offers that attention to readers, they are offering recognition. A reader encounters a sentence and feels understood. Mentorship teaches writers how to deepen this capacity. Through thoughtful feedback, a mentor models what it means to read with patience and curiosity. They demonstrate how to ask better questions of a text, how to sit with uncertainty rather than rushing to resolution. Over time, the writer internalizes this stance and begins to extend it toward their own work and toward others. Attention becomes reciprocal, a practice rather than a transaction.
On Christmas Day, there is space to consider what kinds of gifts endure. Objects wear out. Even cherished books eventually yellow and fray. Attention, by contrast, shapes a person’s relationship to their own inner life. Writers who have received genuine mentorship often carry its influence for decades, hearing echoes of early conversations when facing new work. The gift persists because it has altered how they see.
This is not to idealize mentorship or to suggest it must be formal or institutional. Sometimes it appears as a single reader who takes a piece seriously, or a teacher who asks the right question at the right moment. What matters is the quality of presence. Someone was willing to slow down and engage without an agenda.
Christmas reminds us that such gestures are choices. They require time and restraint. They resist the pressure to produce more, faster, louder. For writers and mentors alike, this restraint is an ethical position. It affirms that meaning emerges through care, not accumulation.
Literature offers a long tradition of exchanged attention. Writers offer their best efforts to readers they may never meet. Mentors offer guidance without ownership. Readers respond with time and trust. On Christmas Day, when attention feels newly scarce and newly precious, this exchange comes into sharper focus. It invites writers to ask not what they can produce next, but what they are truly willing to notice, and whom they are willing to see.

