Excerpt
The Holiday Season
Kristine Kathryn Rusch
Maybe it's the abundance of lights. Or the decorations. Or the extra food. Maybe it's the smile on the faces of so many people this time of year. Or the extra willingness to help. Someone opening a door with a little more cheer than usual. Someone picking up an extra shift at work so that someone else can take time off. Someone volunteering at a shelter or giving a few extra dollars or simply laughing more.
Yes, I know. People do suffer at year's end. They have trouble because it seems like everyone else has someone to celebrate with. Or maybe they're uncomfortable because they don't have enough money. Or because they just lost a loved one.
A lot of my friends do not celebrate Christmas, either as a religious holiday or a commercial one. Many of those friends get aggravated whenever someone wishes them a Merry Christmas, because they hate the assumption that they belong to a specific group when they don't. A few swallow the greeting and wish a simple Happy Holidays. Others take time to make the correction. One of my friends gets actively belligerent about it.
I grew up in a household that celebrated a religious Christmas. My mother, a preacher's kid, marked the holiday with every single Protestant ritual possible.
After I left home, I moved to a secular Christmas. In my late twenties, after a divorce, I designed a holiday celebration for whatever friends needed one. The celebration included dollar gifts, a turkey (or lasagna) dinner, cookies, and story-reading around the fireplace. Those were wonderful celebrations.
But friends got married. Some died. Others (including us) moved away. Celebrations changed.
And as I got older, I met more and more people who enjoyed the season but celebrated holidays I did not. Some of the holidays like Kwanzaa and Hanukkah were holidays I was familiar with, but I did not know the traditions. Others were holidays I had never even heard of before meeting the friend who celebrated.
Then there were the people who made up their own holidays. They turned an event into a festive celebration or they had an annual party that created its own tradition.
For me, the winter holidays begin with the celebration of American Thanksgiving. It is, I think, my favorite winter holiday. I like the feasting. I like spending time with friends, with no expectation except the enjoyment of a good meal.
The holidays end on January 2, even though I would love to have them end on January 1. By then, I'm done with "special" whatever that might be, and I want a bit of normality back in my life.
Ironically, we don't have either holiday in this volume. If you want a Thanksgiving story or a New Year's story, you'll have to pick up the WMG Holiday Spectacular 2019, because those stories in our 2019 cycle are crime stories.
We do have a Hanukkah story in this volume, but nothing about Kwanzaa, which surprised me. We also have two stories about the solstice and two about holidays I'd never heard of—St. Nicholas Day and Old Christmas Eve.
Two writers made up their own holiday out of whole cloth (you'll see) and three looked at what people who don't celebrate Christmas do during the holiday season.
One story does involve religion, but the religion is sports-related, not some established religion that we're all familiar with.
Because this is the holiday season, almost every story here deals with family in one way or another. Some of the characters have lost their families. Other characters want nothing to do with theirs.
Family secrets get revealed. Family traditions get formed. And in more than one case, families fight with each other in rather dramatic ways.
But none of these stories is the same, and only a few come to similar conclusions. We have some stories with magic, and some without. A few with extraordinary events, and a few that center on the ordinary. All of them share a tone.
You will not find murder here or something terribly violent. You'll find stories like that in our companion volume, Bloody Christmas. Nor will anyone in this volume celebrate Christmas. Those who have actual religious or commercial Christmas traditions also appear in Bloody Christmas and, more specifically, Joyous Christmas, which is one of the most light-hearted volumes I've ever edited.
If you read all three together, you'll find a vast range of stories that touch on every holiday mood, from sheer joy to sheer despair. There's sadness in The Winter Holidays, but there's hope too.
Because that's what this time of year means to me: the end of the darkness, and the beginning of light.
Settle in. Be ready to laugh and cry and worry and dream. Be ready to celebrate the winter holidays with us.
–Kristine Kathryn Rusch
Las Vegas, Nevada