Don’t worry. This isn’t a really religious post. I wouldn’t do that to you (or to myself for that matter.) But to those of you who are Catholic and take part in lent– may this season of lent teach you self sacrifice and discipline, and in return, bring you closer to God.
So, I decided to take part in the tradition of lent this year. I gave it up a few years ago because I’m not a fan ol’ Benny.
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Anyhow. I’ve given up soda and the standard meat on Fridays. In addition to sacrificing something, I’ve decided to do something for myself as well. I’ll be writing 250 words every day (at the very least) throughout this season of lent. While writing may be self-serving, it’s not gluttonous (like my adoration for chocolate!) and it’s not bad for me– it’s the opposite. Writing is an excellent exercise and my hard work will lead to positive things in the future.
Lent is something I had barely heard of growing up in the San Francisco Bay Area. I knew more about Chinese New Year growing up then I ever did about lent. For all I knew folks were putting a Southern drawl on lint from the dryer. While most of my ancestors are Catholic, and my mother was raised Catholic, I didn’t learn the Church’s teachings as a child. Neither of my parents self-identify as Catholic. Where I really learned about Catholicism and its teachings was during my time in New Orleans.
New Orleans is heavily Catholic and that is reflected in just about everything. During lent McAllister’s has a lent menu that is super tasty. In fact, most restaurants adjust their menus during lent. As much as I enjoy the diversity of the Bay Area, it was pretty awesome living in an area which made it easy to follow my faith. And of course all of this– and I mean all of it– relates back to the project I’m working on right now.
The Birthright Series: Anomaly
How far would you go to save your sister?
Life as a college senior is stressful enough. Between mid-terms, stupid boys, and a rare blood condition, Eliza Landry is just trying to figure out what normal is—whatever that means—when she discovers that vampires aren’t just a thing of legend.
In a matter of moments, her life changes forever when she and her older sister Kate suffer a vampire attack which leaves her with two puncture wounds on her neck and an allergy to sunlight. But she’s still human, or at least she thinks she is. It doesn’t really matter—her main concern is that her sister is missing.
Sorrow turns to obsession, leading Eliza to piece together the puzzle of that terrifying night. Even stumbling upon a millennia-old vampire assassin named Luke Conrad who demands she stop looking into vampire affairs cannot deter her. Luke finds himself intrigued by her transitional state—something he’s never seen before in all of his years of life and agrees to let her tag along in his investigation.
When bodies start piling up and one of them is supposedly Kate’s, Eliza and Luke set out to discover who is behind all of the attacks. Soon, Eliza is drawn into the dark and dangerous world of the undead, with no guarantee she’ll make it out alive, and no doubt that she won’t like what she finds.
That’s all for now. I just wanted to pop in, update the blog, and share a little bit about what I’m working on. More info to come on Eliza and her adventures!