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Kind is Launched! (p.s. Merry Christmas Eve-Eve-Eve!)

by Kellyn Roth |
December 22, 2018

Hello! Today is a brief post to announce an important event … KIND IS LAUNCHED!

The book is now up on Amazon and Goodreads. Be sure to grab yourself a copy – and if you do, leave a review!

Kind is my favorite short story that I wrote! It’s so full of holiday cheer, and it doesn’t feel too rushed (at least to me), which can be a problem with my short story.

Lt. Neil Hudson is sure to have a rotten Christmas.

How can have anything but a rotten Christmas when he’s stuck in war-torn Germany away from his family, friends, and all hope of a decent turkey dinner?

That’s when the Slades come into his life.


Kind is a standalone post-WW2 Christmas short story.

Genre: WW2 Fiction (Christian themes)

Era: 1940s (December 1945)

Setting: Munich, Germany

Age-Range: 10+ (middle grade/tween)

A Special Excerpt

Lt. Neil Hudson mumbled words his mama would wash his mouth out for as snowflakes began drifting down from the gray sky to the cobblestone streets. Back home in Arizona, snow was a unicorn-like anomaly. He liked it that way—hot sun, dry air, and wide open spaces.

There were a few whoops of pleasure from the other G.I.s at his table. Chief among them was his best buddy, Lt. Kelly O’Malley. Kell ought to be cheerful; he hailed from Minnesota. This was June weather for him, as they’d often joked.

“Say, ain’t there a song for just this occasion?” Kell shouted. He jumped up on his chair and waved a crushed cap about. “Oh, the weather outside is frightful, but the fire is so delightful …”

The next words rang in Neil’s ears before he even heard them. “And since we’ve no place to go …” His meaning for the lyrics were different than the writer’s intention, but it worked either way, he supposed.

No place to go. Stuck in Germany, probably through the winter, maybe even into the spring. The summer. The fall. And the stupid winter again.

“Hey, get off that chair before you break something, won’t you?” he growled at Kell. “Last thing these people need is an American soldier bustin’ up their place.”

Kell slid back into his seat. He threw an arm around another soldier’s shoulder and sang, “When we finally kiss goodnight—”

“You ain’t kissin’ no one goodnight, let alone me!”

The table erupted into roars of laughter. Kell simply laughed it off. “I wouldn’t think of it, Nick.”

“Besides, wouldn’t White Christmas be more appropriate?”

Kell put on a false baritone. “I’m … dreamin’ … of a white … Christmas. Just like the ones I used to kno-ow.”

“Someone tell that lunatic he’s no Bing.”

“You’re right, I ain’t. I’m far above any of your Bing’s. Where the tree…tops glisten, and children listen …”

“I’m not ready for Christmas until after Thanksgiving.” Nick gulped down the last of his coffee and stood up. “I report in half an hour, and the snow’s gonna make all sorts of messes to sort, I bet.” He’d got in a slip driving a Jeep in the snow last year, and he imagined repeat performances would abound.

So … what do you think? Want to read more? Want to see Neil become less of a Grinch, more specifically? ?


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~Kellyn Roth~


Are you excited to read Kind or have you read it? (If you’re a street team member, that is.) What do you think of the graphics? Do you enjoy this genre? How has your Christmas season been going? What are some Christmas traditions you enjoy?

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13 Responses

  1. Congratulations Kellyn!!!
    Haha I like how that character in the story’s name is ‘Kell’ ?
    It sounds like a really interesting story!

  2. Congrats Kell! Your short story sounds interesting! And Kelly, wow, it sounds like he has a great personality! =D

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