That's the name of my NaNoWriMo project for this year.
I didn't know what to name the formless project I planned to do this year, and so I used the Story Spinner (get you one--it's AWESOME). One of the words it came up with was pickle, and PICKLE IN A PEAR TREE just popped into my head. My head is like that. I'm not proud of it, I'm just stating a fact.
So I had to justify that title. I remembered a set of German blown-glass ornaments my mother has, one of which is a pickle. Christmas--tree--pickle. Pickle in a pear tree. Makes as much sense as a pickle on a Christmas tree.
Since I'd rather look stuff up than work--I mean, since research is an important part of the writing process, I looked pickle ornaments up on the interwebs.
I found many posts about a "German legend" that none of my German friends had ever heard of. This post on About.com seems to cover all the bases. It's possible that pickles--or they may have been supposed to be cucumbers--were made as part of a series of fruits and nuts made by a German glassworks. F. W. Woolworth imported and sold the glass ornaments in the 1880's and it appears that Americans, who love a good legend even if we have to invent it ourselves, spread the "age-old German custom" across America and back to Germany.
So far, nobody in my book has killed anybody with a Christmas pickle. I hope nobody does. I'll just have to finish writing it so I can find out.
Meanwhile, romantic suspense (with a touch of the paranormal) author Mary Montague Sikes is guesting at my blog today. Please drop in and say hello!