Christmas is my favorite holiday: snow, Christmas carols, shops decorated in holiday glory, and children's eyes glowing with wonder and expectation. There's nothing quite like the feelings a child experiences upon waking on Christmas morning, and I remember it well.
Some of the greatest stories were written about this time of year. Today I'd like to highlight a few of what I believe to be the best opening lines from Christmas stories around the world. Perhaps something will inspire you to write a Christmas story of your own.
A Christmas Carol by Charles Dickens
“Marley was dead, to begin with. There is no doubt whatever about that. The register of his burial was signed by the clergyman, the clerk, the undertaker, and the chief mourner. Scrooge signed it. And Scrooge's name was good upon 'Change for anything he chose to put his hand to. Old Marley was as dead as a doornail.”
The Gift of the Magi by O. Henry
“One dollar and eighty-seven cents. That was all. And sixty cents of it was in pennies. Pennies saved one and two at a time by bulldozing the grocer and the vegetable man and the butcher until one's cheeks burned with the silent imputation of parsimony that such close dealing implied. Three times Della counted it. One dollar and eighty-seven cents. And the next day would be Christmas.”
The Greatest Gift by Philip Van Doren Stern
“The little town straggling up the hill was bright with coloured Christmas lights. But George Pratt did not see them. He was leaning over the railing of the iron bridge, staring down moodily at the black water. The current eddied and swirled like liquid glass, and occasionally a bit of ice, detached from the shore, would go gliding downstream to be swallowed up in the shadows.”
Miracle of 34th Street by Valentine Davies
“If you searched every old folks’ home in the country, you couldn’t find anyone who looked more like Santa Claus. He was the living, breathing incarnation of the old gent--white beard, pink cheeks, fat tummy and all--and his name was Kris Kringle, too.”
The Nutcracker by E.T.A. Hoffmann
“Snow was falling gently on the streets, and people were hurrying home, their arms filled with gaily wrapped boxes and paper parcels from toy stores, candy shops, and bakeries. For it was Christmas Eve, and as twilight fell, the children throughout Germany waited in hushed expectation for night to arrive, and with it their gifts from the Christ Child.”
The Stupidest Angel by Christopher Moore
“Tuck looked at the red-and-white pile on the ground at his feet and realized for the first time what it really was: a dead Santa.”
A Christmas Memory by Truman Capote
“Imagine a morning in late November. A coming of winter morning more than twenty years ago. Consider the kitchen of a spreading old house in a country town. A great black stove is its main feature; but there is also a big round table and a fireplace with two rocking chairs placed in front of it. Just today the fireplace commenced its seasonal roar.”
The Night Before Christmas by Nikolai Gogol
“The day of Christmas Eve ended, and the night began, cold, and clear. The stars and the crescent moon shone brightly upon the Christian world, helping all the good folks welcome the birth of our Savior. The cold grew sharper, yet the night was so quiet that one could hear the snow squeak under a traveler’s boots from half a mile away.”
The Grinch Who Stole Christmas by Dr. Seuss
“Every Who down in Whoville liked Christmas a lot…
But the Grinch, who lived just north of Whoville, did NOT!
The Grinch hated Christmas! The whole Christmas season!
Now, please don’t ask why. No one quite knows the reason.
It could be his head wasn’t screwed on just right.
It could be, perhaps, that his shoes were too tight.
But I think that the most likely reason of all,
May have been that his heart was two sizes too small.”
A Redbird Christmas by Fannie Flagg
“It was only November sixth but Chicago had just been hit with its second big blizzard of the season, and Mr. Oswald T. Campbell guessed he had stepped in every ice-cold ankle-deep puddle of dirty white slush it was possible to step in, trying to get to his appointment.”
Have you written a Christmas story you'd like to share with the WDC community? Every registered author who shares their ideas and/or creative endeavors relating to or inspired by this week's topic will receive an exclusive "Christmas 2023" trinket. The image used to make this month's trinket was created by yours truly. I will retire this month's limited-edition trinket in February when my next short stories newsletter goes live.
“Christmas is like candy; it slowly melts in your mouth sweetening every taste bud,
making you wish it could last forever.” ~ Richelle E. Goodrich