I have to be fair, but honest; when it comes to Dickens, I'm in, totally. Is easily one of the best authors, universally speaking, and relating him with Christmas is almost impossible to avoid. So my excitement to read his several collection of Christmas tales was huge, considering that we're at the perfect time to do so. That being said, I found myself a little disappointed when finished with the several tales. Not because they were poorly written or anything, I mean, is Dickens, the guy never got it wrong, but to be fair, I was expecting something, ironically, more Christmas-related. While his tales are heavily passionate, and totally inspired in their substance, it's the contrasts in which they sort of fail. I was expecting an entire festivity environment, with situations in which Christmas would turn to be another character in the stories, and don't get me wrong, these are great tales, and every single one of them has a message, but is not the message and approach that I was expecting. God, Christmas is just a word at its best in each tale. There are only 3 tales that made me feel that Christmas was there, inside the story, being The Story of the Gobblins who Stole a Sexton, A Christmas Tree and What Christmas is, as We Grow Older the ones that stood tall in the collection. The Wreck of the Golden Mary is a strong tale, and probably my favorite of them all, and it got me thinking in what is it that Dickens use as a device in his stories, in order to make them work, and is basically how he feels the need to transform characters into positivism, while the good ones maintain themselves that way. That's probably the best you can get out from his stories, and what we can relate to the Holiday he feels so attached to. Overall, while disappointed in not receiving what I was craving (micro-A Christmas Carol's, for god's sake) I'm pretty satisfy with what I'd found. Check it out, if you are a fan of Dickens, or if you feel a little too festive for your reading needs.