Today I am excited to welcome author Kathy McKinsey as she shares about her latest story. Read through to the end to find out how you can enter the giveaway.
This book was a writing surprise to me. Normally, I know what my story will be about, a general idea of the plot and ending.
This time I was just looking for a project to get me to write every day.
It was December, so I decided to do a Christmas story. I normally write women’s fiction, but, remembering a children’s story about a dog family I’d once written for my kids, I decided to do a piece from a kitten’s point of view.
Each day, at first anyway, I just sat down and wrote whatever popped into my head.
And before I knew it, God had given me this fun, sweet family story which has become one of my favorite of my own writing.
I will continue to write women’s fiction, but this was a great surprise for me. Maybe I’ll work on children’s books again sometime. It was good to stretch my abilities and my mind.
Millie is the name of my daughter Rebecca’s cat. That Millie also had fun ruining Rebecca’s Christmas tree one year.
I believe this is a book that can be enjoyed by people of all ages.
There’s funny dog and cat activities, a problem a family must face together, fun Christmas celebration, the reminder that Jesus loves us and is always with us.
I pray that you will find laughter, joy, and comfort from Millie’s Christmas. It was a gift to me and I hope it will be a gift to you.
READERS, to enter the giveaway for an ebook copy of her book, tell us a favorite Christmas memory.
About the book:
Ruthie says Millie will love Christmas. Ruthie is Millie’s best friend, so she’s sure Ruthie’s right, but why does Millie keep finding Ruthie and her brother Jake crying?
Millie, an orange kitten, shares about her first Christmas. Her best friend Ruthie, six years old, teaches Millie about Christmas—food, decorations, music, presents, and Jesus!
Millie’s friend Bruce, the family dog, also helps her celebrate Christmas, and sometimes gets her in trouble.
When Ruthie’s big brother Jake breaks his ankle, Millie learns about sad things, like divorce, when Jake can’t visit his mommy for Christmas. Millie watches Ruthie’s family love each other through the sadness and find joy in Christmas.
Kathy McKinsey grew up on a pig farm in Missouri, and although she’s lived in cities for nearly 40 years, she still considers herself a farm girl.
She’s been married to Murray for 32 years, and they have five adult children.
She’s had two careers before writing—stay-at-home-Mom and rehabilitation teacher for the blind.
She lives in Lakewood, Ohio with her husband and two of her children. Besides writing, she enjoys activities with her church, editing for other writers, braille transcribing, crocheting, knitting, and playing with the cat and dog.
1st page of Chapter ONE
Hello. My name is Millie, and I’m a cat. Well, my mama says I’m still a kitten. But I’m four months old. I think that makes me a pretty grown-up cat.
We live in a house where there are two cats, Mama and me. There’s one dog, Bruce. He’s my friend. And we have four people. The most important person is Ruthie. She’s six years old, and she’s my best friend. She says I’m her cat, but really she’s my person.
Ruthie has a big brother named Jake who’s nineteen. He’s funny. Then there are their parents, Mommy and Daddy, and they’re nice but very busy.
Ruthie says I’m beautiful. I’m orange all over, except a white spot on my tummy and one white ear. Bruce laughed at me once and said I looked goofy with that one white ear. What does he know? He’s mostly brown all over, with a black patch above his nose, and he has white feet. Now that’s goofy.
Something exciting happened today. Ruthie picked me up, squeezed me, and ran all over the house yelling, “It’s Christmas time. It’s Christmas time. Millie, you’re going to love Christmas.”
“Meow, meow,” I yelled back. I didn’t know what Christmas was, but Ruthie was excited, so I was too. “Meow.”
Ruthie kissed my face and whirled through the house, making me dizzy. “At Christmas we have lots of fun food, and candles, and decorations, and visiting, and candy.” She rubbed my ribs. “You’ll love it, Millie.”
I didn’t know what most of that stuff was, but it made Ruthie happy, so I knew it would be great.