A friend of mine recently asked me to autograph one of my books for her.
Autographing my book felt good
It felt really good for two reasons: one, as I held the book in my hands—it happened to be Zion, the Holy City of God—I felt, for the first time perhaps, that I was an author; and two, the pen she handed me worked very well. I’ve always struggled with finding really good pens which, in part, is what made autographing the book so pleasurable.
I don’t blog on a schedule
Someone on LinkedIn said that when we blog, we should blog Evergreen stuff. It wasn’t all that clear what he meant by that—something to do with perennial content like notes from your author scrapbook that include snippets from the research you did prior to writing your book. He also suggested blogging on a schedule (e.g., twice a week). Well, first of all, I don’t have a scrapbook. I do, however, have notebooks with handwritten text and original drawings. Second, I don’t blog on a schedule; I blog when inspired.
In the beginning, I deluded myself into thinking that my notebooks were really important and that I should keep them in a secure place. I thought that, in the future, they would be very valuable once I became a famous author. Later, however, I realized, ‘It’s not time.’
Just for fun, I decided to scan a page from an upcoming book. It isn’t TGS (the book that follows Communications from the Anunnaki I). It’s a book which is well on its way but that, due to other tasks, I haven’t been able to dedicate enough time to. So, in many ways, this blog post offers a sneak preview into a forthcoming book whose title starts with the letter ‘A.’
Here it is:
As you can see, I’m not the world’s best illustrator. And my penmanship leaves much to be desired. I do try, however, to capture whatever it is I happen to be looking at.
The chapter from which this illustration comes will be entitled ‘The Smiling Angel of Death.’
I was in Kostenets, Bulgaria at Grand when I experienced this particular manifestation. What you see depicted is my black and white reproduction of a colorful design I saw on a little angel boy’s black T-shirt.
As hard as this may sound, I interpreted his print as a festive interpretation of death.
I hope you found this blog post interesting.
God bless and may you see angels.