The Christmas Chronicles is a blog hop between 5 historical romance authors. Our desire is to bring you joy through these letters, grounded in the true spirit of the season, and written from the fictional viewpoints of each book’s heroine. We’re so glad to have you join the event. Each day this week, a new Christmas Chronicles post will go live, complete with a letter and a new ornament giveaway for that blog post.
To read more about the project and enter for a chance to win the fresh evergreen wreath which represents the gift of eternal life, click here.
To find your way to the other four blog posts and enter each of the five Christmas Chronicles individual giveaways, read on! We have a list for you at the bottom of this post.
A Christmas letter from Abby Fischer
Out of the Ruins
Santa Clara County, California, Dec. 4, 1904
(Eight months before the book begins)
My dearest Great Aunt Mae,
Merry Christmas to you, to Cousin Gerald, and to all the aunts, uncles and cousins!
Thank you for the early gifts! Davy was so excited to read a chapter from The Marvelous Land of Oz, he agreed to go to bed early if Papa would only read one more chapter. Can you imagine? I must confess, I kept my lamp burning late reading Helen Keller’s, The Story of My Life. I only closed it because I was worried about the light disturbing Cecelia’s sleep.
We’re disappointed not to be celebrating with you in San Francisco this Christmas, but Cecelia is still feeling poorly. Dr. Greene says it’s just a weakness of the blood. He’s prescribed the ridiculously named, “Pink Pills for Pale People,” and Mama is cooking plenty of liver—much to my sister’s dismay.
Now, I know what you’re thinking . . . that Papa and I are probably relieved not to be traveling to the city. In a way, you’d be right. You know how Papa hates to leave the farm, and he only does so for Mama and Cecelia’s sake. They so enjoy shopping on Market Street and reveling in all the fuss and fervor of the season.
I must confess, though I miss seeing you, my feelings echo Papa’s. I find my greatest joy strolling in the orchard, even this time of year when the peach trees’ bare branches long for spring. It is here I feel an inkling of God’s love, of which you always speak. In the city, my thoughts rattle with the sounds of delivery wagons and the clatter of hooves against the cobblestones. Among my trees, I can almost hear the angels singing. Perhaps it’s appropriate we celebrate the Lord’s birth in the depth of winter when the everything seems bleak and godforsaken. The angels break through the darkness with “Good tidings of great joy!” and life springs back into the world.
Please send Cousin Gerald our love. Even though Doc Greene isn’t concerned, I’d feel better if Gerald could offer an opinion on Cecelia’s condition. It’s nice having a prestigious physician in the family. He wrote to me of a bright medical student he’s considering taking on as an assistant. I believe Gerald could benefit from the help, and I know he’d be an excellent mentor. Please tell him my baby brother misses his big cousin, terribly. We all do.
Aunt Mae, my fondest Christmas wish would be for you to come stay with us in the spring. You should see the peach orchard when the trees put on their finery. The acres of pink blossoms always put me in mind of a gaggle of fine ladies adorning themselves for a dance. And when the winds blow…dance they do! Though Mama doesn’t agree, I think it’s prettier than any holiday gown.
As you enjoy the festivities in the city, I hope you’ll remember my request. I realize the angel’s “good tidings of great joy” were in reference to the Christ child, but I’m hoping you’ll send me good tidings about an upcoming visit. Think about it. Christmas blessings to you, dear Great-Aunt. And also to Cousin Gerald and all the family. We miss you dearly.
Thank you for reading Abby’s letter and for sharing this Christmas celebration with us.
To keep the celebration going we’re having another giveaway. One lucky winner will receive an autographed copy of OUT OF THE RUINS, a handwritten copy of Abby’s letter, and this Father Christmas/San Francisco-themed ornament.
To enter, please comment below. Since we’re celebrating Christmas Chronicles by giving away ornaments inspired by our stories, I’d love it if you’d describe one of your most treasured Christmas ornaments. To start us off, I’ll share that I have a tiny papier-mâché pumpkin on my tree every year. When my husband and I were first married, we only had enough money for the tree–not for ornaments. I decorated with items from my craft basket, including the tiny pumpkins left over from a fall centerpiece. Now they remind me to be grateful for every blessing–no matter how small.
Share the giveaway on social media with the hashtag #christmaschronicles for an extra entry (comment again, below, so I don’t miss any entries). Don’t forget to enter the main giveaway, for a fresh evergreen wreath delivered straight to your front door, by registering at the Christmas Chronicles page. It’s not too late to go back and read the previous letters and enter those authors’s giveaways as well, as the drawings take place on December 7, 2014. The links are below. We have one more stop this week as we hop through cyberspace and history, gleaning the love and joy of the Christmas season from each heroine’s journey.
- Monday, December 1st: Regina Jennings (Heroine: Abigail Calhoun, A Most Inconvenient Marriage)
- Tuesday, December 2nd: Joanne Bischof (Heroine: Sarah Miller, This Quiet Sky)
- Wednesday, December 3rd: Amanda Dykes (Heroine: Aria St. John, Bespoke)
- Thursday, December 4th: Karen Barnett (Heroine: Abby Fischer, Out of the Ruins)
- Friday, December 5th: Sarah Sundin (Heroine: Grace Kessler, Where Treetops Glisten)