I have to admit, I completely forgot that this coming Thursday was Thanksgiving. Holidays are kind of weird for me. I keep thinking I should do something to acknowledge them in my stories, but they aren't really long enough, time wise, to warrant it. I can keep everything between major holidays.
I understand there's no need to do it. Forcing in a Christmas special for The Paladin is a little cliche, hell, even Halloween would be a little awkward (though exploring what actual monsters do on Halloween might be a fun short story) I just... I can't really find the motivation.
I lost both my parents within this decade. I don't really have any family to speak of within driving distance. That means holidays feel awkward. It used to be the time to drive home to see Mom and Dad, to have a bunch of food, exchange gifts if it was Christmas, and just enjoy one another's company. Now... I don't have that. It's strange. I feel like that was such an integral part of the holiday experience that now, without it, I barely register the holidays at all. I didn't mind working Thanksgiving or Christmas at my news job. It was just another day for me.
I wonder, then, if that's something any of my characters experience. I mean, spoiler alert, there's no Christmas scene in The Paladin, but if there was, how would Jonathan react to it? Reagan? Giz? I wonder what fond memories they have of a time before demons and monsters were real. Did they lose the holidays, too?
Well, whatever the case, I do hope every one out there has a lovely Thanksgiving (if you're in the US) and wonderful holiday season after that.
Be Excellent to Each Other.
Keep your eyes open for my debut novel, The Paladin.